FallenAngel

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StoryThe Bully FallenAngel210 years 10 months ago
StoryI Wonder... FallenAngel210 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Girl and the Angel FallenAngel210 years 12 months ago
StoryWhat You Know FallenAngel011 years 2 days ago
StoryOde FallenAngel211 years 2 days ago
StoryDear Reader FallenAngel011 years 4 days ago
StoryThe Question In My Head FallenAngel211 years 4 days ago
StoryWalls FallenAngel011 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRemembrance FallenAngel211 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMy Voice FallenAngel211 years 2 weeks ago
StoryA Promise FallenAngel211 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBelief FallenAngel011 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFall FallenAngel011 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA Walk FallenAngel011 years 1 month ago
StoryBeing Human FallenAngel011 years 1 month ago
StoryHave You Ever Felt Like Your Drowning? FallenAngel011 years 1 month ago
CollectionPoems FallenAngel011 years 4 months ago
StoryMy Uncle FallenAngel011 years 5 months ago
StoryDetails FallenAngel111 years 10 months ago
StoryDepression FallenAngel512 years 1 day ago
StorySolar Prayer well-wisher312 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat is love? FallenAngel612 years 10 months ago
StorySilence FallenAngel212 years 10 months ago
StoryIt's just a headache blighters rock1312 years 10 months ago
StoryTHE BLACK SHOES Linda Wigzell Cress712 years 10 months ago

My stories

Eternal

There's creaks from the floor There's chills down your spine A sense of foreboding It's the end of your time There's frost in the sill And ice in the...

Loss of Purpose

The ideas are gone The inks run dry I'm no longer me without a pen The novels written The words are spent I'm lost, a traitor in my own skin This is...

Hollow Words

Does what I say have meaning Does it really matter at all? Do you care what I put on these pages If I rise or if I fall? Are the words like a candle...

The Epitome of a Cliche

As a writer I see darkness in sunshine The world is a bleak mess I've absorbed all I've seen And all I've felt in these past years My soul is stained...

How to Write Something Beautiful

'How will I ever write anything beautiful?!' 10 year old me cried Throwing down a pencil And getting teary eyed But how could one so young simply...

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