| Miss You
| | (You always seem to know... | | Words: | 130 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Invisible
| | I sometimes wonder if you... | | Words: | 82 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Because Of A Letter
| | "Dear Mrs Rosina Todd, I've imagined writing this letter for so many years, ever since I found out about you as a small child, but I've only now plucked up the courage to pick up a pen..." The page... | | Words: | 1566 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Waiting Game
| | She sits on her Barbie-pink bed and waits for the door to creak open, as she does almost every night. Her mother’s words ring in her ears. Slut. Tramp. Whore. She has lived the scenario in her head... | | Words: | 646 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Heartless
| | I though it was official.... | | Words: | 97 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Regret
| | Do you ever think of me?... | | Poetry | | Genre: | memories | | Updated: | 13-07-07 |
| Words: | 177 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Addiction
| | Even before I make the first cut... | | Words: | 104 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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