They will be missed

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

Hidden Monster

Running back wood trails usually meant freedom, but waking up bound to a dirty pin striped mattress, seventeen year old Samantha's world is anything but free. With a masked abductor reassuring her while he repeatedly injects her arm, she is terrified by his promise: one day she'll fall in love with him realizing too...