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StoryIs Up Down? Chinobus314 years 7 months ago
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StoryVeil of Tears girlbear415 years 11 months ago
StorySomewhere In Between girlbear615 years 11 months ago
StoryDon't put your heart into it Kahdai415 years 11 months ago
StoryMidnight Lover girlbear815 years 11 months ago
StoryWhy I Fear Words girlbear315 years 11 months ago
StoryWhy I'm Dancing girlbear215 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Silent Star girlbear315 years 11 months ago
StoryBring my heart with you to England 1914-18 threeleafshamrock816 years 5 months ago
StoryOn Looking Back sunshine816 years 10 months ago
StorySilent Maiden girlbear316 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Vermeer sunshine516 years 11 months ago
StoryAn After Sex Snack. Markks216 years 11 months ago
StorySomething to Say MistakenMagic1716 years 11 months ago
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StoryConfusion pheonix-rising516 years 11 months ago
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StoryA Long Time Gone! threeleafshamrock1816 years 11 months ago
StorySirens Amazon216 years 11 months ago
StoryMoments Ewan1517 years 6 days ago

My stories

Why I Fear Words

I have a fear of words; I fall in love too fast. The page is too enticing And the magic likes to last. I have a fear of reading, Of setting foot inside A world where all can happen-

Poem (Using letters of my name)

This is just something I did for fun once using all the letters in my name. It's surprisingly difficult actually!

Not Forgotten

Some moments create a profound change; one where lessons from an irrevocable past cannot lessen this new enormity.

Fallen Friendship

There it was. My blank canvas. I’m glad it was made the way that I was, because it complemented all I’d ever wanted in life. Simplicity.

Already Gone

Of the pain deep inside not the wisest could tell, For the fire in her eyes cast upon them a spell.

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