August 5th, 2005A Chapter by Shannon
Ok, now I can be mad at her. I left for Jess's house today since she'd been feeling better and when I got back, my plant was on the floor again and there were greasy black smudges all over the wall beneath my wreathe. Not to mention, my scrapbook is nowhere to be found!
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ShannonPAAboutI joined this site in 2009, when I was writing poetry exclusively. However my range has expanded and blended. My once short poems are now some sort of descriptive paragraph/free verse hybrid. I .. more..Writing
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