Key Belle PM
My Stories . Bio Fav: Stories
The Dreamer
I used to dream of many things. My dreams were never the sort that lasted very long.Poetry: Love, K, English, Romance & Hurt/Comfort, words: 126, 2/6/2013
1 Within, Without
My mother was not always there to help me grow to be the woman that I am, since duty called and never called for me and never would.Poetry: Family, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Family, words: 184, 1/22/2013
2 Winter Song
The leaves of autumn seem to glow in shades of butter gold and sun. But when the snow begins to fall, know that winter has begun.Poetry: Fantasy, K+, English, Horror & Fantasy, words: 102, 1/9/2013
Broken Bell Jar
My spirit's a broken bell jar in the night. Try t'pick up the pieces'n you'll only get cut.Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry & Angst, words: 274, 10/5/2011
Elegant
I'm not the most elegant of people.Fiction: Young Adult, T, English, Angst & Hurt/Comfort, words: 858, 9/13/2011