I write what I've seen.
I guess I've seen a lot.
Following
Stories by Running on my own
His Hostage(Mob Ties)
"Shit!" I curse inwardly as he tilts the gun in my direction. "You. Stand." He said ,stil...
Love poems ( forget me not)
What I'm thinking on paper
Poems about my life. Literally my diary.Mostly about love.
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