Viccy Rogers
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Self DestructA Poem by Viccy RogersIt started with a pencil sharpener... |
Born to DieA Poem by Viccy Rogers'All new kinds of dark to face' |
What the Moon SawA Story by Viccy RogersImagine being up in the inky sky, looking down on the life below. Imagine the wondering, watching, waiting... |
Rebecca's EyesA Story by Viccy Rogers |
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Prologue - BruisesA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
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Chapter 1 - Common PeopleA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
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Chapter 2 - Cigarettes in the TheatreA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
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Chapter 3 - Under Cover of DarknessA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
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Chapter 4 - Pushing the SensesA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
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Chapter 5 - The InnocentsA Chapter by Viccy Rogers |
