FallenAngel

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StoryThe Bully FallenAngel212 years 1 month ago
StoryI Wonder... FallenAngel212 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Girl and the Angel FallenAngel212 years 3 months ago
StoryWhat You Know FallenAngel012 years 3 months ago
StoryOde FallenAngel212 years 3 months ago
StoryDear Reader FallenAngel012 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Question In My Head FallenAngel212 years 3 months ago
StoryWalls FallenAngel012 years 4 months ago
StoryRemembrance FallenAngel212 years 4 months ago
StoryMy Voice FallenAngel212 years 4 months ago
StoryA Promise FallenAngel212 years 4 months ago
StoryBelief FallenAngel012 years 4 months ago
StoryFall FallenAngel012 years 4 months ago
StoryA Walk FallenAngel012 years 5 months ago
StoryBeing Human FallenAngel012 years 5 months ago
StoryHave You Ever Felt Like Your Drowning? FallenAngel012 years 5 months ago
CollectionPoems FallenAngel012 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Uncle FallenAngel012 years 9 months ago
StoryDetails FallenAngel113 years 2 months ago
StoryDepression FallenAngel513 years 3 months ago
StorySolar Prayer well-wisher314 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat is love? FallenAngel614 years 1 month ago
StorySilence FallenAngel214 years 1 month ago
StoryIt's just a headache blighters rock1314 years 1 month ago
StoryTHE BLACK SHOES Linda Wigzell Cress714 years 1 month ago

My stories

Have You Ever Felt Like Your Drowning?

Not in water but words and emotions You fight the current and Wherever you turn Dark thoughts and feelings follow you   About how you hate everyone...

Details

I stare at the girl in front of me, Brown hair, green eyes, small nose, freckles pepper her cheeks, I look closer, Lines of worry carved into her flesh around the eyes and mouth,

Depression

Life; a train, the carriages the sections of your life, memories sanctioned by doors, some open some closed.

What is love?

Love is a blooming rose Or even a brief kiss on the nose, Velvet and tender feeling Enveloping me from the floor to the ceiling, Yet I still find love hard to describe. Love is...

Silence

Serene and peaceful calm I wish I could hold it in my palm Love it and keep it forever Even though it is as fragile as a flower Not all silences last. Cut and shattered they lie,

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