The night sky...
twilinkled above as
I took the long way home.
I let my thoughts wander,
Fragment of ideas
and thoughts stabbed
in my conscience.
Sharp needles
of reminders,
of what was,
and what could've been.
Taking deep lungfuls of air,
I crept inside a two-story
mint-green house with a
wrap-around porch.
Home.
My home.
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Perfectly Not
Teen FictionVivian Moore used to be the perfect pretty girl everyone want to meet and be, but when something happens between her and her friend long-time friend, Tori, during a football game. Vivian doesn't know who to be, the girl who just lost her best frien...
