Pick up lines (kind of obvious sense this story is called "Pick Up Lines") Please don't ever use these if you try, that is just sad. Or go ahead and try but comment how it went after.

A collection of poems I started to write about a guy

Justine is an average 21 year old girl living in the Bronx, New York. She is currently raising her 12 year old brother, Samuel, who is due to start school back in the fall. With only the summer left and the life insurance running out from their parents deaths, Justine decides to do the unthinkable to make enough money for Samuels tuition and for a better life.

I wrote this for my little girl. Mommy loves you

Rain just does something to the writer in me. I love it.