Dear Liberty,
So you have known me since freshman year and never had the courage to talk to me. Now I'm starting to think your kind of a stalker because you were standing outside my class. I'm only kidding. That's one of my favorite poems that I have written. Well since my secret is out, I like to write poems and I know that when you see me you don't see a guy that writes poetry. Liberty I know that you don't have hope but I have hope that you will be free and happy.
-Brody
P.S.
what's your favorite color?~*~*~*~*~*
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Admiring
Short StoryA story about a girl that admires a guy that lives his life how he wants.