Eponine Josette
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Open EndedA Story by Eponine JosetteHer sleeve tugs at her arm as she reaches out the window, sliding up just the slightest. He sees the scabs. The blood hadn’t dried that long ago.. |
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Bruised and BrokenA Poem by Eponine JosetteBruised and BrokenTattered and TornAll of the pieces lay on the floorThis abused heart bleeds out aloneAll she needed was a ring of the phoneThe simpl.. |
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