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StoryBeat Cinderelly012 years 11 months ago
StoryBe careful what you (don't) say Cinderelly012 years 11 months ago
Story"Its the Little Things" Cinderella said to Prince Charming one day Cinderelly012 years 11 months ago
CollectionPoetry Cinderelly012 years 11 months ago
CollectionIn the works... Cinderelly012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat They Always Say. Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryYoung Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryUp at night Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryYes, we have vacancy Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMommy I Run Fast Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StorySomething, someone left behind Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLast Kiss Before Dawn Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StorySerenity, calling. Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPuzzlebox old Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTabula Rasa Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StorySafe from harm, more simply </3 Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTears cried for love and lost Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Tale of 2 Cities Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe one love song with a happy ending Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMo(u)rning Thoughts Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRecycled. Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLove of the Beholder Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryIs it Me or We Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFollowing footsteps Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFuture Cinderelly013 years 2 weeks ago

My collections

My stories

Mommy I Run Fast

Sun, humidity, trees. Amber air, heavy wind. She smacks the gnat on her arm. Wipes its body onto her jeans. Peat moss under foot, Willows hanging low. She runs as fast

Something, someone left behind

Thoughts on the imprints one leaves on another.

Following footsteps

Some thoughts, walking through a storm one evening.

Last Kiss Before Dawn

I cried when I recieved his kiss -Vulgar in my mouth. Tears ran down my face, silent as dead -Tears of my own. Sadness for loss, hole in my soul. -Missing...something.

What They Always Say.

No use crying Over spilt milk. Drips, streams, stinks It's still there Soaking the carpet. IT'S STILL THERE. No use crying Over spilt milk? Then why, is it STILL THERE?

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