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Just a little thing I did for English class.
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He knelt before the king, his hand cuffed and his face bruised with guards on either side of him. In a demeaning, merciless voice the king bellowed, &..
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She laid there with her eyes openJust thinking to herself“I amworthless.”“I am nothing”The tears rolled down her faceA scream ..
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Me being bored. (It's something my friend sent me)
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It shines above us everyday.Giving us light, hope, and even comfort.Its rays bring us warmth.And everyday it never fails to be there.It has a radiant ..
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My feelings about a boy that I can't seem to let go.
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Fly on the wall,Why do you just it there and stare?Bee of the flower,Why does the pollen taste so sweet?Bird in the nest,Why do you sing so beautifull..
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When I was a little girl I dreamed of growing up and living that fairy tale life. You know the one with the perfect prince charming, a big beautiful h..
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Pressure to be perfect, the need to be coolBad grades & dress codes, skanks and toolsMakeup & perfume, Abercrombie & FitchYour whole week ..
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I’m from an old sycamore tree.From bird’s nests on the back porchAnd stuffed animals that filled my room.I’m from nail polish and pe..
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