terrorA Poem by Jane DoebitingTerror filled eyes, Screaming inside, Problematic all around.
It's eyes give me jives, I try to run and hide, You cant even hear my scream not a sound.
I turn around to see what has bitten me was....
Tripping and falling left and right, Disgusting mud I'm sliding around like a pig, Turning around to face it.
And it's wraping around my neck tight So I scratch and dig Then it threw a ginormous fit.
I turn around to seee what has bitten me?.....
Me Myself I bit me. © 2010 Jane DoeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 27, 2010 Last Updated on July 28, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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