She puts all her poems in bottles for the sea
for the sake of her sanity
while he waits for the bullet
and as heat touches her lips
pleasure and pain
become a part of this
She puts all her poems in bottles for the sea
cause all the emotions are not letting her breathe
and she waits for the ghost because it is he whom she loves
and she waits... and she waits...
but alas, he never comes
On February 20, 2003, pyrotechnics at a rock club in West Warwick, RI set off a devastating fire that roared through the crowded club, killing 100 people and injuring hundreds more. Gina Russo was one of the survivors, and she retells her harrowing e
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
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