Eleanor lives in a small town on Long Island where she attends High School. She writes poems and short stories.
The howling wolf
Facing the moon
Inflamed with silver light
It howls its call
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A man stands in the dark
Confused and scared of the world
That's you Frank Simmonds
about to stop a man on the street
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I go to her house with a single red rose
Hoping to be accepted
You would think with a beautiful night
Her heart would be filled with love
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My heart beats
As you brightly smile
My face warms as you look at me
I wonder what is wrong with me?
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