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VIII. your hand was warm

A Poem by Madison.

you led me hereacross this spaceyou led me hereright to this placeyour hand was warmand firm in mineyou whispered inmy hear that nightyour voice was s..

VII. the bleeding hearts

A Poem by Madison.

The bleeding heartsWhisper in the wind:They speak to meOf simpler timesBefore the world turned gray.They dance in the breezeAnd sing their songAnd sho..

IV. passersby

A Poem by Madison.

Softly falling from my mind,the thoughts are dripping down my spine.slipping down into the cracks,leaving little, tiny tracks.Sinking down to her feet..

the river's promise.

A Poem by Madison.

My Fingers trip across the surface of the water As I stare into its glittery depths The river whispers tempting, Begging, Promising, Pu..

The Little Princess

A Chapter by Madison.

I crawl into bed late that night. It’s colder than it usually is. I wrap my arms around her frail little body and whisper, “I’ve a..

Stories of Old

A Book by Madison.

The sands..

A Poem by Madison.

We have all the time in the world.We create this time. We mold it.We use it. We cherish it.We wish it slow.We wish it fast.We forget.This time is not ..

the final slumber

A Story by Madison.

To the little glen I flee--into this copse of trees with I the refugee. Golden, yellow, brown, and red encase me in the autumn colors--my prote..

ode to a lost love

A Poem by Madison.

Slipping quickly out of reach, The dream I’d lost and barely seen. Falling quickly as a star, I know it not how near or far. As ..

pretty

A Poem by Madison.

Mirror, mirror in front of me-- Tell me what it is you see. Mirror, mirror in my hand-- Tell me I’m pretty, that I’m grand. Sh..