My first kiss
Was not like most
I could feel the sparks flow through me
The electricity of the two of us
My lips were always hungry again for his on mine
But my sparks did not stay still
I could feel them where my fingertips grazed his strong jaw
And I felt them
Where I shouldn't have
My sparks needed something else
They craved for something else from Grayson
Something I can no longer crave....
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Struggle
Teen FictionShe has been trapped in a cellar for three years, kidnapped by ruthless men. A verse novel about a teenage girl fighting to make it through and to remember the past and look to her future that she hopes holds her freedom. *talk of blood, violence, a...
