Biography
i just write like my mother used to.
Samples
The Sun The sun shone, With realisation, my mother was gone. I could not share this memory with her, Only feeling my black cat’s purr. Softening the voices in my head, Telling me im going to end up dead. I’ve made it this far, why can’t you see? The only person in control now is me. I shalt not listen, I shalt not fear, Since now I know my end is nowhere near.
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Blog entries by Kara Burrows
The Loudest Crier (04/10/2026)
Control (02/10/2026)
Her (01/10/2026)
Eternal Life (28/09/2026)
Eyes (24/09/2026)
Seeing the man for who he Truly is. (24/09/2026)
Body (24/09/2026)
Lost and Found (24/09/2026)
That girl (24/09/2026)
Tears (24/09/2026)
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