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Random First Lines:This is just a short little essay to directed to the woman who captivates my heart. She will probably never see this but sometimes writing... » Read
Trying my hand at rhyming a little better, I just came up with this poem dedicated to people who have suffered terrible pains, and to the people that consider even breathing an almost impossible and painful task at times.
"Hey, Iâ€™m Evelyn Valentine, Iâ€™m 19 years old, and Iâ€™m going to tell you what happened to me when I was 17.
Well it is actually, so letâ€™s start.
Here goes nothing."
Evelyn Valentine Is Having A Night Out With Her 'Friends'. As Usual Mary And Gabriella...