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I wrote this shortly after my Nana died of breast cancer.
Poetry | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Another favourite of mine- I relate to these 'lost lands' a few time's in different pieces of writing. Comment's & Feedback welcome :) x
Poetry | Updated Jun 7, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Novel | Updated Jun 5, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Tia Stevens is...Different to other girls. She's, to put it bluntly, a thief. And she is alone. So when I crew of Spy genius come to town, she is literally over the moon. Her saviours have come.
Anastasia Warren always hated arranged marriages, but on the day she has to marry a guy her parents pick for her. She comes up with a plan to show them that she will NOT go through with it.
This is a poem about overcoming darkness and staying in the light. You can say it is a Spiritual & a Christian poem. The light will always overcome darkness, a very true fact of life. Enjoy.
Clu remembers the good ol' days.
Miscellaneous | Updated May 21, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
Four kids from very different backgrounds slowly drift towards each other and a life that none of them are expecting.
Serialized novel, let's go!
"My Tracks" was a piece of poetry that I composed to accompany a picture I took of a train moving along train tracks. The poem holds a story of a young child who contemplates leaving the difficulties of life for a life riding the tracks or staying to keep his loved ones from distress.
Poetry | Updated May 18, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Something that I've written because my thoughts were swimming in my head. It's about wanting to take my boyfriend's pain away. 3
This song is about running away from your problems, instead of actually fixing them.
A more cheerful poem than my recent ones :)
Poetry | Updated May 2, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is a small part of My book from smashwords.com please go and download then spreed the word of Frog Boy. Make it Viral!
Just a brief something or other about what goes on in my little messed up head.
PTSD will be the death of me.
By Zoe Ross
Run, run, run, Hide.
Poetry | Updated Apr 21, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0