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Wrote last year for English class.
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A stranger stabs you in the front, a friend stabs you in the back, a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends don't carry knives.
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Just a new book idea.
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Red, crimson like blood.Silver, like a horse's hoof shod.Blue, deep like the sea.Green, a growing tree.Brown, the sweet smelling dirt.All the world,co..
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Admittedly not mine, I found it out there. But I had to share it with you lovely folk on here.
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Mature for the hateful nature of the whole thing.
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The grunt I make as air rushes out of my mouth due to my being slammed into the mat on my back is fairly quiet. My opponent, a massive, hulking, bear..
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I am over him, but it doesn't mean I hate him implicitly. He hates me, but I wish him the best in life.
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Yes, I know this is not writing. No, I don't give a rats arse. Thank you. I need somewhere to keep it, and my phone hasn't enough battery.The Chronicl..
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