ladybell

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StoryHow do you forgive a parent? ladybell281 week 16 hours ago
StoryDear daydream, ladybell01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryNot enough ladybell02 months 2 weeks ago
StorySky gods ladybell52 months 2 weeks ago
StorySometimes... ladybell12 months 2 weeks ago
StoryCasual conversations ladybell15 months 2 weeks ago
StoryFriendships in college ladybell510 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe moon’s lost stars ladybell110 months 3 weeks ago
StoryLola’s Fantastic Adventures and Dreams (Part 2) ladybell111 months 1 week ago
StoryLola's Fantastic Adventures and Dreams ladybell211 months 1 week ago
StoryAn ode to my 20-year old self ladybell012 months 3 days ago
StoryLeave-taking ladybell11 year 4 days ago
StoryThe Watchman ladybell01 year 4 months ago
Storyon growing old ladybell11 year 9 months ago
Storythe look she gave ladybell11 year 9 months ago
StoryLuckless nights ladybell22 years 2 months ago
StoryBabur ladybell12 years 6 months ago
Storymusings ladybell12 years 6 months ago
Storysongs ladybell02 years 9 months ago
Storynew age ladybell32 years 10 months ago
Storyunsent letter to my father ladybell02 years 10 months ago
StoryMy Mother And I Agree On Something airyfairy183 years 6 months ago
Storya poem for my first love's death ladybell03 years 6 months ago
Storymusings ladybell13 years 6 months ago
StoryTabitha's Garden ladybell43 years 9 months ago

My stories

Cherry

new age

i miss the moonlight on my faded skin now, only screenlights illumunate them the cold touch of my window sill, the sweet waves of provincial air...

a poem for my first love's death

in an unsuspecting instant the living can depart pain-the uninvited guest will settle in the caverns of our tender heart meanwhile death competes...

musings

little girl in a sunday dress the sunshine mingles on your face those marble eyes that know not distress sparkle like frills of golden lace youth's...
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Cherry

Tabitha's Garden

Just when daybreak barely flickers, two pearls already shine. a silent pause, a breath of the tepid air on the low wooden steps, she'd recline...

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