Cassie Schambach
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Letting GoA Poem by Cassie SchambachWhen I was 5 I learned to ride a bikeMy hands clutched the handlebars tightlyI was just learning to control this toyDaddy said to trust himNow I am 13.. |
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Saturday NightA Poem by Cassie SchambachThe aroma of weed and alcohol dances up my nostrils Whispers from the city flood my ears as I sit here keeping company to myself My best friend.. |
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Fragmented TruthA Story by Cassie SchambachEllie wished she could reach out and comfort the girl. Her hazel eyes were red from crying but nonetheless, she held an emotionless gaze. Ellie thou.. |
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