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The unleashing of my thoughts.

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Numbing grip of mistrust takes hold. Jealous waves rage for control. Lost is the shared love once in the air. Obstacles we can’t get ov..

<br><br><br><br>Clam-y hands graze slick, greasy hair. Morning dew collects on the window. Dust off my eyes, at the ceil..

Silly and old. I was kind of infatuated with simple sonnets for a while. But it's still one of my favorites.

In the background " the telephone in the booth is off the hook. Street lamps fade in and out, giving just enough light to look, To look, to s..

It kind of.. Came to me?

Step by step, she walked over the untrimmed grass. Trying not to get caught anywhere and land face first in front of him. She was a notorious kl..

The plumes of steam were rolling around in the air of the small bathroom. Shutting off the water, Bren was finishing his shower and pushing the cu..

A romantic story with a twisted plot line. Abuse, love, and mystery.