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I wrote it based on my grandmother's experience as a teenager. An yes, this story is true.
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In the town of Charlestin. A few miles away from the city of George, there was a small cottage. Lined with red tattered bricks at the base of the hous..
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Ariel was pulled close to the boy as he yanked her up forcefully. His nailsdigginginto her arm as she tried to pull away. Her eyes stared at the boy ..
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After a couple of hours of crying, Ariel had past out from the pain. She dreamed of what had happened, her life at home, wishing she could go back to..
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A love,So strong yet so fible.Torn to pieces by another.That other was a love,Stronger then the girl could hold.A love that grew so strong,In such a s..
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A shallow grave,A place which to weep,To end our suffering,To stop an be happy again.Its a place we are buried,Not a place to end pain,To be relieved,..
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Here's to finding a good man,Yea, you can say that.Or you could say here's to finding A man.Cause every person has some dirt on them.Don't matter what..
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Poem I wrote for my baby girl
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To someone special...
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To someone special...
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