SpirallingA Poem by Bella-MarieHow I feelLike a death trap Colours Hues Bright Bold Cold Dim Dull
Breaths forced out Dying Trying gasping trying Trying
Clearest light Freshness I can feel Peace Thankfulness
The torture is over....
For now.......... © 2009 Bella-MarieReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 12, 2009 Last Updated on December 23, 2009 AuthorBella-MarieHamilton, Waikato, New ZealandAboutSee that picture? Yeah, the profile picture of me. Yeah, yeah, that one! Well, that's my cat, I know! She's so cute, eh! I love my cat, she's the bomb. No, you're cat can't me as good as mine... maybe.. more..Writing
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