My name is Rebecca C. Cox. I have finally finished my book, Blood Lust, and I'm ready to publish it. If anyone knows anything about publishing, publishers, or angents, please, please, please, pleaseeee let me know. I began writing when my parents split up four years ago to cope with the pain and stress of the situation by getting my feelings out on paper, rather than cutting myself or hurting others. I absoultly love to help people through problems and having fun. I also write about God in many of my poems and novels, so if that offends anyone, I do apologize. I am fourteen years old, and I hope everyone enjoys my work. :)
My angel basks in moonlight,
Her wings unfurled and shimmering,
Her eyes aglow like sunlight.
Her voice calls out to me, so soft, so low, so sweet.
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Your my last thought every evening,
My first when I wake,
Every thought while I'm dreaming,
Until the morning breaks.
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A fake smile to hide it all
But one that always shows my ungraceful fall.
Even now, I still think of what could’ve been,
Still remember the last time I saw you again.
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The sacred words written in the sand,
Telling of our love for each other as we walk across this land.
Soon to be washed by the sea, however, never to be forgotten,
The tide will rise, our words will flee,
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As these few small fleeting hours, melt into the past,
I look over my shoulder, and wish these times could last.
As I grow older every passing second,
I know when I look back again; my past to me will beckon.
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