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A poetry
"Dreaming, Maybe I'm still breathing" Just a collection of poems I've wrote or I'll write... A place for me where I can express my thoughts and feelings about various things that matter to me and affect me... If you care about these things you are free to read my book...
Poetry is the writing of our deepest, darkest, most inner thoughts. When speaking isn't enough and your voice falls upon deaf ears, writing is our only refuge. Join me and experience the workings of my mind in my collection of original poems. (Credit to user: UnresolvedFate for creating my cover) Copyright© All Right...
"There are no dress rehearsels in life, Daniel." I grabbed my lip ring. "Then it's a good job I learnt my lines." Daniel Storm has been caught up in a world of violence, sex and anger. He's trying so hard to figure out his place in the world but just can't seem to get anything right. The only person who he honestly ca...
This is it. This is it for Kat and Hunter. Well, for us it is. For the, it's only the beginning. <3
3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot...