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The creation of a writing should not be forced nor thaught about upon. Made up, and must never be conjured upon. A persons' writings, are sacred they reveal their scars, fears, wants,needs and so on e so forth; and so I write for it is who I am.

I write for it is what I like.
I write for it is all my pain being brought upon the surface.
That I want you to see, that might you shrivel in awe.

Loving it that you gauk upon the drarkened shaddows of my heart.
I want all to see for this is what I have become, as a pale shaddow of my past.
Forever gleaming, taunting me, bekoning me, encasing me, prisoning me, kiliing me

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Written By:Laura Green
Big smiles & little laughs


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The following comments are for "lust for my youth"
by bigsmiles

that might you shrivel in awe
Punctuation and grammatical issues aside, I liked this poem. It's a familiar process...

( Posted by: toscano [Member] On: July 5, 2012 )





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