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Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
A touching tale loosely based on fact
The 4th part of the history of Richard Channing
By Risha Campbell
I really feel like crying and letting out the pain deep in my heart. But I sometimes just wish someone could jus come and hold onto me and let me cry in their arms, without either of us saying a word to each other and let me cry my heart out.
Another one i found in my old blogs. I hope you enjoy, feed back and comments please. :)
An odd coffee house scenario. I thought it was a cute bit of flash fiction, so I decided to share it here on Booksie.
Non Beingâ€™s Positive Side Chap 6 Being What Is Not (I Self) While Not Being What Is (Me Self). What makes humans unique is that they have selves, an I-self and me-self. The origin of meaning can be traced to the intermingling of these selves in the I/me couplet. The human capacity...
taken from my book,
Poetry | Updated Apr 15, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
If only my courage didn't always fail me, I would know if you feel the same. But it really is too personal a gesture for such a common place time, with your friends watching on.
Poetry | Updated Nov 20, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
Reassure yourself where the emerging cant be the same always. This is the rule of life. Keep knowing keeping yourself again.
Poetry | Updated Jan 23, 2008 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1