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 9 months ago
CollectionPoems FallenAngel011 years 11 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

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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