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A restless beauty
Pearls Crushed at her sides Dying Soft eyes Hard lies, troubled lips, always unmoving, but never truly.
She kisses by ..
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“Art is interpretation.
Art is chaos.
Ar..
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table of contents and a brief description for each part.
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PrologueThis is my honesty. This is taboo.Fantasy - turned - reality. A bit too real, with consequences. I am lost as I write my truths, and I am lost..
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Part II. Tripping Laura liked the cold wind. It was hard to resist, going into the cold, with no scarf on, with nothing but a plain underwear right un..
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Love is a religion; you pray and keep hidden.
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Freedom is like an ice-cream, so sweet and so cold.
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High school is a survival test where each seeks to be the best.
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short and incomplete, but full of conflicts
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