Breathless, she awoke.
Her heart beating as she started to feel alive again.
Curling her fingers around a pen, she started to write.
Voiceless, she spoke, louder than anyone trying to silence her.
Out of misery, she was given hope.
She said to herself.
I can only write what I know, and how I feel.
Writing is a passion of mine that I hope to share with other people.
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Nov 02, 2022 10:56AM
I am working on a book and I hope people will like it. I plan to have the first chapter out soon.View all Conversations
Stories by Ms. Loovoo
Beauty's Refrain
Ms. Loovoo presents: Set in the 1930s, it's a beautiful romance featuring two women about love, loss, and hea...
Poetic Sensibilities
Poems and songs I like to write from how I feel
This is my original work
Please do not copy without my consent
