XIVA Chapter by Tkess
We
hold our dreams
in broken bottles and tear our own hearts out over chance. She carried the words of centuries and when she left with her, went my heart. © 2012 Tkess |
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Added on December 5, 2012 Last Updated on December 5, 2012 AuthorTkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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