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My head is a mess It feels like a hurricane. My heart is shattered, like a broken mirror on the floor. My eyes a different shade, like the angry sea. ..
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Rough draft, really thinking about making this a book... but no good name comes to mind!
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Not sure if this is turning into a book or just a long short story, but this is where it's leading me! lol
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Rough draft, I think it has potential to be more than just this story. Feed back would be welcome!
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Poem about being a mother
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A work in progress
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Chapter One
She knew she had to leave, knew it was the right thing to do, so why did she have the feeling of despair in the pit of her stomach? Eli..
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Chapter Two
Elise was dead on her feet when she got to Oklahoma, but she had to keep going. It was just before noon, she hadn’t slept in over t..
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Chapter Three
There was something about her that just called to him. Maybe this was what his gut feeling was about? Really Aaron, your gut feeling wa..
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