Leaving Ireland
A small poem set on the awful days of the Irish famine.
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Dark Blue
"Because I really don't have a future. I don't believe in myself. I'm not sure if I know myself anymore. That's why I come up here, because I am scared." ~ What would you give to not have to tread on eggshells everyday, scared off tipping the balance? What would you give to be able to believe in yourself just once? Wh...
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Making Amends (DISCONTINUED)
My apologies but I havent been up to writing this story. i think i'd like to go back and rewrite everything sometime, but that wont happen for a while. Thanks for reading :)
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