FallenAngel

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StoryThe Bully FallenAngel211 years 5 months ago
StoryI Wonder... FallenAngel211 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Girl and the Angel FallenAngel211 years 6 months ago
StoryWhat You Know FallenAngel011 years 7 months ago
StoryOde FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryDear Reader FallenAngel011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Question In My Head FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryWalls FallenAngel011 years 7 months ago
StoryRemembrance FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Voice FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryA Promise FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryBelief FallenAngel011 years 7 months ago
StoryFall FallenAngel011 years 7 months ago
StoryA Walk FallenAngel011 years 8 months ago
StoryBeing Human FallenAngel011 years 8 months ago
StoryHave You Ever Felt Like Your Drowning? FallenAngel011 years 8 months ago
CollectionPoems FallenAngel011 years 10 months ago
StoryMy Uncle FallenAngel012 years 1 week ago
StoryDetails FallenAngel112 years 5 months ago
StoryDepression FallenAngel512 years 7 months ago
StorySolar Prayer well-wisher313 years 4 months ago
StoryWhat is love? FallenAngel613 years 4 months ago
StorySilence FallenAngel213 years 5 months ago
StoryIt's just a headache blighters rock1313 years 5 months ago
StoryTHE BLACK SHOES Linda Wigzell Cress713 years 5 months ago

My stories

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Books

I was a book Blank and worn Until I met you. My pages had no plot And no lettering Until I met you. I was pointless And meaningless Until I met you...

Aging

Why is it we forget more as time goes swiftly by? It's an inevitable process no matter how hard we try. We scrunch our eyes and the gears go round...
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The Rose

The rose sits on the windowsill gazing way down below Dreaming of all the places it longs to go. The rose dreams of humans; how they speak and all...
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A Different Day

There you go again, not letting me get a say Just more of the same old just a different day You're so stubborn and are sure you know me and how my...

The Traveller

I want to be a wandering traveler No place to call my own Except the wilderness and all the world would be my home. I want to explore and walk the...

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