My Dream EndedA Poem by JOPHIEL And perhaps one day we all dance to tune we wish. And perhaps one day we all talk to the people we wish. And perhaps one day we will sleep endlessly without a lurking shadow, of that girl that walked away, that opportunity that passed, a desire that grew tolerated to staying last. Perhaps ... that day already passed.
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Love Me Not
1986, Penny Herrera falls into the predatory clutches of Matt, an older man who has no other intention than to alter Pen StatsAuthorJOPHIEL[OUR WORLD IS DANGEROUS FOR THAT]AboutHello People or [insert any pronoun], [PAST:]I used to create accounts and such in middle school for writing, some have seen them (many has not). I decided that after looking over a lot of my old w.. more..Writing
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