Playing the GameA Poem by Jurikosan
Feeling it head on first.
Feeling it strong and powerful With absolutely no mercy. It just..... Attacks. I direct the wind. I direct the fire. I direct what is something. If something exists. Than it's still a true seal. Just a game, it was or is. Playing the game. I direct the game.
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3 Reviews Added on November 19, 2010 Last Updated on November 19, 2010 AuthorJurikosanLittle Rock, ARAboutHey! My name is Hayley, but you can call me Jurisan! I'm nearly fifteen years old. I wrote most of these poems when I was eleven, and I can't really write anymore... I swear I got dumber over the year.. more..Writing
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