She was the type of girl everyone knew, everyone loved. She had blue eyes, blonde hair, a button nose and a sweeet face. She would enter a room and all attention turned to her. She wasn’t mean or dumb or even bossy. She was just perfect. Or was she? Her-Laila She was the type of…… Continue reading Her-Grace
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If you were me and I was you
If you were me and I was you, Would we see what the other saw? Would we feel the soil between our feet just as the other had before? And would our noses prefer some thing else; the scent of the swaying flowers valued less than cress? Or would I feel trapped; a soul with…… Continue reading If you were me and I was you
The Organised Mess 