-Anna- > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

You play love like its a twisted game You bring in clues and riddles I wish you wouldn't toy like that I wish you wouldn't fiddle. I loved you, yo..

I think I found him I'm positive I'm sure His heart is gold And his love is pure He's an angel to me He sings me to sleep His love and devotion..

Thanks Michael for the title!! I thought it was a great title:]

I dream of me and him on the hood of his first car we look up at the sky and see a shooting star. He asked me what I wanted He asked me what I ne..

I am an angel with broken wings eveytime something happens that is wrong, a feather of the beautiful, white wing gets ripped off like my heart, it ..

This is the moment of our lives when we open the door and how the wind flys when the baby first cries when the flower bud dies think of the las..

-Anna- Writing