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This is based off of the hardship of Castrati singers in the 18th century. Please feel free to contact me if you do not understand the history of Cast..
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Naked,
so very naked you feel
you stand alone in cold
people surrounding,
every eye on your naked body
they see you clearly,
they study you clos..
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The Ripple Effect
As one strong, young man sheds a tear,
it falls to the ground
there this tear is joined by many others,
all to oftheir owners,
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Death! death!
death is on my name
blood is on my hands
the dagger, the dagger
lies beside my feet
as it had slipped through my fingers
when the ..
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Music or attention. Which is better?
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A Story by Chloe
I wrote this a few monthes ago after the suicide of a friend of mine. I though that I would post this to remind others of this terribly heartbreaking ..
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Here is my heart;
my one and only heart"
I spoke to you,
handing you my heart;
my beaten broken heart
"Cherish it please,
treat it a..
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A Story by Chloe
Strive to differ
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So through the crowds you walked
a minature hand in each of your's
when the child on your left
cried for a red bag of cherry cotton candy,
hanging..
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Why did you pretend to enjoy me?
you smiled instantly as
you saw my eyes reflect your spirit
your spirit has only seen carnivals of life-
You he..
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