Chris W.
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The Only OneA Story by Chris W.The only oneI cried out for help, knowing completely that it would be useless.How else can one hide the fear of being alone than to cry.I wish that th.. |
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Only an AccidentA Story by Chris W.Only an AccidentFires eating away at the house,what an array of colorsdancing, with cracks and pops. But it was not my fault,I just wanted to see the .. |
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Voice ChangeA Story by Chris W.Voice ChangeJimmy hated his voice.All it did was squeaked nonsense.“Don’t worry,” his mother said laying in a soft white bed “.. |
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A Stroll Down The LaneA Poem by Chris W.The sun set to the far corner of the sky,not touching her silk skin but reflecting her pure white dress to my eyes.An angel with a parasol in hand.Her.. |
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MessageA Poem by Chris W.Ring!In the far off distances words of news come rushing, like a rapid river.Ring! Ring!The air shaking in my lungs with every pound,vibrating with el.. |
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Good Night SkyA Poem by Chris W.Good night sky by Chris WadeI went in seeking clarity to light up the night sky.Walking and walking, step after step,but there are no stars at the hor.. |
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