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Megan's narrating.
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Megan's Narrating.
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Heather's narrating.
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Behind her tilted head
Brushing his fingers
Along her neck.
A neck of perfection,
Shivering from fear.
He teased her.
With gentle fingers,
Brus..
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Special Girl
She walks the halls
Her head held low
Watching her steps
A single call of her name
Whipping of the head to stare
A smile starts..
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Staring at the Sun,
Hair catching the breeze.
A smile begins to spread,
Loving this momment,
A free feeling.
So just leave,
Things behind
That ..
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Really, this poem doesn't have a disticnt reason it just shows how I'm feeling at the momment.
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Kaitlyn Ann Stilting, ran down the hall ways of the silent building, with her strawberry blonde hair flowing behind her shoulders. Her eyes parting ..
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This is, in fact, a Love Story.
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Sitting by the fire
Heating my body
On this cool fall night
A slight breeze
A flickering flame
Rustles in the trees
The lit sky
Full moon, scat..
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