"Tell me the story " Carter said.
"Of the movies we watched, I know you have one."
On impulse, Delaney made all the stories one.
"Two children of age
Young,but old
Built their own cage
But when they broke free
Fled to the sea
Ship anchored on shore
Love hungerd for more
He sent off the fleets
Then washed up on the streets.
Where hope seemed insubordinate
But change that they could coordinate
When atlast they stood tall and ferm
Held on triumphantly
Till the crash and burn."
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Thanks for reading this chapter sorry it was so short but I really like writing Delaney's poems. So I hope you keep reading there's definitely more to come more exciting chapters, so stay tuned and remember to comment and vote, though I tell you every time but I'm still going to keep telling you. Ok bye
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The Power Of Night
Novela JuvenilWhen Delaney stood on that bridge that night, she'd made up her mind about killing herself. It was set in stone until ,Carter, an old acquaintance shows up to stop her. He makes a deal with her: let Carter try and change her mind, if not , at the en...
