Poetical beings are my shortcomings,as well as my fancy, for my life revolves around the plain and dreary. However ,without poetry ,without its raw beauty, I am such.
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Stories by laurenwomack226208lw
Redwood
He was a liar, to say the very least. deceptive and secretive to say the most. The town of redwood mirrored h...
From the Depth of my Subconcious
THE HIDDEN PART OF MY MINDS QUERY AND MAKE UP. THIS IS MY WHOLE SELF, THE PART OF ME THAT I HOLD DEAR. THE W...