- Last seen on May 12 1:40 PM. Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 111 comments, 42 poems, 11 stories
My Stories
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It was a dark, dreary night. The wind howled through the trees, screaming like the hounds of hell. A child, small and innocent sat upright in his bed, screaming. Hi600 words, 5 comments, March 31, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
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My Poetry
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A broken love based on bitter lies
Once beautiful, now spoiled and covered in flies.
