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Waterproof MascaraA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWaterproof Mascara The angels of my nightmares bring no comfort, the sounding of trumpets rests not this soul. “hope springs eternal.. |
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Two Halves: chapter 23A Chapter by aaaachapter 23 :D |
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HardwoodA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierHardwood New life cries on the bad side of town, nobody listens but everyone cares, small and innocent in the dirty low down. Specks of .. |
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Two Halves: chapter 24A Chapter by aaaachapter 24 |
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And. Or. But.A Poem by Abigale LeCavalierAnd. Or. But. Harsh words only hold meaning when someone is listening. I listen a lot. Fostering frustration and the heat of anxiety, .. |
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Two Halves: chapter 25A Chapter by aaaaChapter 25 :) |
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Two Halves: chapter 27A Chapter by aaaachapter 27 :D |
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Two Halves: chapter 28A Chapter by aaaachapter 28 |
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Lisa and AbbyA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLisa And Abby I drove for hours to see her; put on my favorite skirt, new tights, and fresh lipstick, yet still I was not prepared. I was .. |
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Demon's LightA Chapter by aaaaThis is the first chapter to a book concept I have had for a while. The title is Demon's Light |
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Puzzle PeicesA Book by aaaaThis is where I am going to put various concepts I have for books. Such as the start to certain books, and for others simply a small plot summary. |
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BreathA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierBreath An introduction; almost as good as asphyxiation. It’s the air that escapes with a hum or a hiss, a whistle through the teeth.. |
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The Deal is StruckA Chapter by aaaathis is the first chapter of gambling with gods. Hope you all like it. |
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Two Halves: chapter 34A Chapter by aaaa34, woo! |
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Wke Up CallA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWake Up Call Arguing over Plum or Black Cherry, Midnight Black, Blackish Black, or Black Black, Petal, Flirty, or Metallic mist; it must be mo.. |
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Two Halves: chapter 36A Chapter by aaaachapter 36... ad stuff |
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Two Halves: chapter 38A Chapter by aaaalets go chapter 38! Lets go giant crab thing! |
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SmoothA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierSmooth Crouched; as an endangered species exceptional in every way. Shouting from the open windows of farmhouses and high-rises, living to.. |
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RippleA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRipple You never had to ask, I was always there for you, always. I held your hand through fire, scraped ice off your windshield in a blizz.. |
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