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