Creative Writing
Tragic Beauty
“Oh, how I wish to be so small, people think I am disappearing, I want to be a tragic...
The Place of Bright Hope
Mother Mother taught us much most of all to be human like she never was Welcome Home There is...
Shattered, Battered, Bruised, and Battered
Life is cruel, Time’s a thief Love’s a girl/guy You just can’t keep We learn to trust And grow...
The Cross
I believe in his love And in heaven above But those who preach Should not too teach For words...
Kill the Cheerleader
One, Two, Three, Four I don’t need you anymore Five, Six, Seven, Eight You’re the one I love to...
Leave the Love
The steps I took to get me here Are ones I really shouldn’t fear For even though the trip...
To My Younger Self
I hope you find this when things are good When things are working as they should I tucked it...
Dad Is His Name
They say the best part of growing up was being daddy’s little girl. Giggling and running around the playground...
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