![My Love is Strong](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/8e957a7f224aab9a3cc21aa93301c7d6.jpg) |
All my loving
Is in my letters to you,
My lips touching each letter
That’s printed on each line.
My love pours out to you
Even if ..
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![Sherlock Holmes](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/02aea06057f73db641bcc53b089dfedf.jpg) |
Curiosityhas killed the cat again,And Sherlock Holmes is ahead of the game,Observing thelittlest details of every human fiber,Being, and all that's in..
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![Going with Love](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/f1531b057ff7b7c495707d6a4f41c31b.jpg) |
YouAnd IWill pay withOur smiles onThiswonderful day, laughing and cryingWith happiness,staring at each otherWith the futureIn our eyesAnd muchLove.
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![Prejudice](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/42e71cccdbb7c30c891af5e6c2059f23.jpg) |
Prejudice is a black veil over our eyes,Leading us to misguided feelings and reasonWithout knowing about what we really shouldThink in the first place..
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![Acceptance](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/a6ae9c68e9e523717ee93feb4c25a867.jpg) |
Acceptance is a radiance of yellow sunshine,Giving us a sensation of powerful bliss.It tastes like sugar plain andIt feels like a soft, dizzy sensatio..
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![Dizzy!](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/0055afd364535abbffd0c59cd25d0839.png) |
Circling around and around,
I’m stuck in this rut again,
Wanting to desperately break out
And to push off these weights holding me
dow..
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![Vanished](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d16a43b3d9896024199a52bcf36f3373.jpg) |
IWish weHad more time,Not knowing thatWhen you would step out of that door, that youWould disappearlike a ghost in mid air,Leaving meTo sayWhy?
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![Zombierella](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A twisted fairy tale collaboration with Sean. m. Addams. :]
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![500 Words](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/050b6ab5294d34b38200abc2e67003c8.jpg) |
My stories for the 500 words group. :]
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![The Day After](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/9104594d55f37d9575a706573e389a6c.jpg) |
Wrapped up
in the warmth of the fleece blanket given to her for Christmas the year before by
her cousin, Marilyn shifted around a few times b..
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