It’s like ice skating
Gliding along
Swift and free
Wind in your hair
Frosty air and rosy cheeks
A smile dancing on your lips
But little did you know
The ice was thin
And by chance
Or fate
You slip
In just the wrong spot
And you fall through
Frozen and drowning in your own stupidity
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When Sleep Doesn't Come
Teen FictionTessa doesn't know what to do with herself. She cannot sleep. She eats too much. Her friends don't understand the first thing about her. And she has absolutely NO idea what to do about any of it. But listen to one girl's story as she chooses fi...
