Lust, Hate & other trespassers
A rookie poetry collection.
He’s an angel left behind, who’s fallen for a human, and the human falls to save him. Made #34 in the Short Stories.
There were 4 people that night. Few hours passed, only three people. Read the story of Michael, as he tries to figure out how his beloved friend mysteriously died that night. Who do you think it was? Was it you?