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I fell head first crazy fast into the hole inside your heart. (A micro poem by Rochelle Sharpe.)
I fell head first crazy fast into the hole inside your heart. (A micro poem by Rochelle Sharpe.)
I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them. – Anne Rice
I have never felt like writing is a choice for me. It’s something that I have to do. I was born to write. Since I could talk I have been making up stories, and I started writing them down when I was eight. In school I always got top marks for every story I wrote. … More Why i write.
We had perfection, But we let it go, Now all that’s left for us Is a slow descent into hell. By R.L.Sharpe.
I feel cold, so alone, chipped away, about to break, stung, too much to take. By Rochelle Sharpe
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