Seperated from his foster mother, Remi starts a journey of the roads of France with Signor Vitalis, who travels with three dogs and a monkey. *This story belongs to Hector Malot. I don't own anything.

its my life I write about hoping it will inspire someone

Art speaks where words can not.

Here is what I have always wanted to say but I never got the voice to. Ranking #27 in poetry #6 in poems ©copyright 2017 abwova kevin

POEM COMPILATION ☆ Highest rank in POETRY: 5 ☆ -- × poetry × language : english × started : 150111 × ended : 160927 × status : COMPLETED ( all poems made by me + plagiarism is a crime )

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched his cheery life unfold before her. When she overhears the news about Tyler loosing his phone, she decides to confess her unheard feelings through texting his old lost phone, knowing he will never read those texts that lasted for a little less than one year. 301 messages for 301 days. But what Stephanie didn't know, is that Tyler found his phone and the 301 unread texts consisted in everything she could never tell him. © Copyright 2014 cover by silverfinger-

Poems that I had written. I am still posting in my new book of "depressing poetry" but I might put a second copy of it in this book. I would try to update as much as I can sorry if most of this is depressing I'm working on more happy and up lifting poems and some songs that I have written I will be posting them shortly and going back and editing this book.

words left unspoken is a book of poems that I have wanted to give to some people, but I never found it in myself to do it. Some of them of how I see life as and what I truly do feel. some of them should be left with out being posted but it is better to just let them go and maybe someone can relate to them in a way. I'll try to put dates of when they were written.

I miss those days when it was 'the thing'.