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A Story by Lore
I've been having trouble getting this published. It's been sitting in my journalism teacher's inbox, despite promising me she'd help me. So i'm goingt..
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A Poem by Lore
We all wonder what happens after death,
Are you satisfied?
Or was it just all blackness,
The second after you died?
The firs..
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A Story by Lore
Journal Article for Women's Day
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A Poem by Lore
What i wrote for a card handed out at my mom`s funeral.
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A Story by Lore
Dear, Ms. "Strawberry" Fields
The sweet smell of burning strawberry fields no longer permeate the bus. Now, if I want to escape from them I need to b..
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A Poem by Lore
Inspired by Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night.
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A Poem by Lore
i spent all night at the cemetary
accompanying the dead.
Every hour my emotions would vary
but never that thought in my head.
i was wearing b..
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A Poem by Lore
Handprints
in the sand.
The surface,
Smooth to the touch,
and always warm.
Alluring
and the ocular sky,
cloudless.
Seemingly surrounding,
l..
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A Story by Lore
My breath smells like Skittles. That is how people describe me. I find the idea of breathing on my hand to smell my breath awfully disturbing, so I ..
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A Poem by Lore
When fiIlled up with emotion they're so closed, always denying what they are feeling. Yet, you can see right through them!
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