The WindowA Poem by ChelseaThe window, you and I.The Window As if you were a window, I the drapes. Yet pull me off, as if I were some disgusting leech. All I wanted was security. © 2010 ChelseaAuthor's Note
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Added on December 28, 2010Last Updated on December 28, 2010 Tags: window, drapes, disgusting, leech, security AuthorChelseaCanadaAboutPoetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. - Carl Sandburg Hello! Thank you for checkin’ out my page on the café! My name is Chelsea or Chels. I’m fifteen years old, your .. more..Writing
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