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It's wet.Cool and wet and warm.It washes over me,Dousing me in silky smooth comfort.My brain screams to escape,But my heart screams for more.I close m..
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They threw a blanket over my eyesand knotted it tight.They told me their precious liesand hid me from the light.Afraid to be alone,I stood under their..
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The sun cruelly shone its vicious
rays down upon the hardworking bodies of the slaves. No clouds were considerate
enough to block the searing s..
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My fingers are coldfrom holding on.I can feel them scream and shudderfrom lack of an answer.Shattered and dirty,Broken and angry,I hold to this still ..
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I am Speed,Not Velocity.According to my Science Teacher,Velocity has direction,Speed does not.Speed=distance-over-timeSpeed=too far gone-over-too quic..
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A rose is beautiful,no doubt about that.Bright, wonderful colors blanket the soft, gentle petals.A smooth green lines the stem and leaves.An intricate..
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I am the moon,no one can touch me.Every now and then I get struckby little flying rocks called 'love'.They always seem to damage me,putting holes in m..
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Sometimes I just feel like a piece of paper.Paper's made of tiny fabric, and if you rip it,it won't scream.But part of it will betaken away.Forever.
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Give me some rope,and the skill to tie it.Show me to a tree,and a branch quite low.Give me a lift,and hold me still.Slide my neck in,now let me go.It ..
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I should hand you a mirror and tell you to look at your face,the one you think is so perfect.I should tell you to look deep into your fiery eyes.I sho..
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