- Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 21 comments, 35 poems, 12 stories
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Sitting on the deep red sofa in the living room, her legs curled beneath her, she could hear the sound of the constant fireworks outside. One after the other they exploded into
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Note: This story flicks between the present and the past, usually this would be depicted by italics but as it can't be I have put notes in.
Based on the song: Hallelujah by -
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I’m really close to tears I’m teetering on the edge<100 words, 6 comments, February 24, 2008. In angst
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I’m really close to tears I’m teetering on the edge
