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This is an english project.
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Black and white clouds of smoke
Flew, escaped from the reality of hurt -
in the secret language
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It's probably the thing to be disagreed with
A flaw in one hands -
Salty whiff of high tide waves sounding pissed
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The tree that can reach the sky and grow tall
But falls -
They say you are materialistic: I have seen those kind of menby CarolDesjarlais 22 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 6 6:18 PM 2008. In Soceity
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no silence is found, but deep in ground
and spirit has flown up in smokeby CarolDesjarlais 27 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 8 1:13 PM 2007. In Soceity -
My Dear Dark Saint Stephen
Have You Ever Seen The Light -
Such beauty from a quick pull-away wrap
that holds a squiggling undetermined grossness -
You've got me all figured out / Don't worry its all true / My hair is long / The music blaring / Guitars and a singer / Who screams for the hell of it / Yea it makes sense / What else could there be / I must
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I chanced upon a midnight sable / Fluttering atop my table. / He is tempted by the alluring light, / Which kept stumbling, through his flight. / At times the creature broke free / Yet others, he flew too close / T
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Are we grown up so old that we mustn't wait / Where life is happening and we are but idle bystanders / Physically attracted pulled together by winds of fate / Out of control on a precision course for collision / Not n
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Eloquent disguises / Passed beneath trained eyes, / And they claim treasures / Not their own. / While they celebrate, / The owners fell to their knees / Weeping...
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A toad sitting on a plum tree,
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When you close your eyes, what do you see?
When I close my eyes I see lots of green trees. -
Pretty please with sugar on top?
I have a broken soul -
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oceans of time are the threads that form our field of vision. taken apart
from one, from the other, everything collapses, caves in on itsel -
by Kali-Mus 64 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 12 6:41 PM 2007. In Comtemporary, Hope, Life, Other, Personal, Soceity, Thoughts, My own style
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Shoulders shrug and faces cast down
A nation without a way.
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