We can ask for help, but we must do the hard work ourselves.....
"He looked at me, it was as if his eyes were blood red. She looked half drunk, a hunger in her eyes as if she wanted to devour me… right there!"
This story is about starting over, when the one you love pass away.
This story is dedicated to the friends I made on Typotic, especially: Ejay, Sharmishtha and Samewriter, who allowed me to use their work. Also to everyone else reading it, I hope you enjoy it!
it is about my birthday - 5 January Booooringggg...............
Dedicated to my Sister who passed away recently and my brother who had to say goodbye to his young wife
5 COMMENTS
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December 9, 2015 - 15:26 yes, they should better beware! love this poemVelantra
December 9, 2015 - 17:15 thank you my friend xxDhaye
January 15, 2016 - 10:44 ~~*~~ Beware, oh, must beware! Don't just put her anywhere She is a woman, not a toy Beware, beware, oh boy! ~~*~~ A heart that is pure should not be taken for granted...and should not be taken advantage, too. This is great, V!Velantra
January 15, 2016 - 12:27 Thank you my friend, I appreciate it, and thanks for all the up votes. xxxpies11
October 2, 2019 - 14:19 Hello i am miss Brenda i have private discusion with you via at(piesbrenda106@gmail.com)