She stared at the wall, the silent wall, a wall that couldn’t speak, though – that wall of her room was one of her few friends in this world She always asked him questions – questions about people outside, questions about people who have a life, about forests, the forests out side, of sunlight, and… Continue reading Room goodbye
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POETRY – The Phone
I never answer it when it rings,… It keeps talking, but not talking to me If by chance its for me, its a lie I hear voices, voices on the other side
My One True Love
He was considered the “strange” guy at my school. He was the kid that was outcasted only because of his looks. He was tall and some what skinny with black hair and deep brown eyes. He wore black clothing each day and would always kept to himself. Everyone saw him as a freak, everyone but… Continue reading My One True Love