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CorazonQuebrado6

  • Last seen on Feb 13 10:19 AM 2006. Member since February 14, 2006.

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  • Left to die...part 2 at storywrite
    She sat there staring at the closet half-expecting something to jump out and grab her. Her room felt so different like it wasn’t hers anymore. Maybe she was the one who had cha
  • Left to die part 1 at storywrite
    She looked up at the sky and what she saw took her breath away. The blue seemed to melt with pink and suddenly she felt so small underneath that huge sky with trees towering ov
  • Untitled... at storywrite
    She looked up at the sky and what she saw took her breath away. The blue seemed to melt with pink and suddenly she felt so small underneath that huge sky with trees towering ov

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  • on Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost, on January 25, 2006
    This poem is the one the first got me into poetry actually, in junior high we had to do a poetry unit and i thought oh no poetry but when i read this one i became fasicnated with it! RObert frost is my favortie poet!!