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5:23Beams of light dance through the trees, / Reflecting off their leaves which take on an orange appearance. / Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.
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Jan 12, 2011
Body LanguagePlayful squeals escape from curled up lips. / She tugs / He pulls
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Jan 13, 2011
BreatheFour pale walls cage her / Colorless and uninspiring / Leaving a taste so bitter
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Jan 19, 2011
Craving moreAs I watch others travel to and fro I find my life appears sedentary. / My spirit longs to venture into distant lands which scream my name. / New sights, sounds, and smells.
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Jan 9, 2011
DreamIf I drift into slumber maybe I'll dream. / I'll dream to escape. / Reality is distant,
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Jan 8, 2011
Free. To. Soar.A single light-- illuminates / Shadows dance like marionettes / Across smooth pale skin
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Feb 19, 2011
Grave DiggerWhite noise emanates from the television / Despite volume / Her thoughts shriek
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Jan 26, 2011
HazeAbandon blacktop guides me home / I speed down the barren road / As a thick haze hangs in the air
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Jan 19, 2011
Her shattered worldSlipping into a substance-less trance / Unable to distinguish between reality and dreams / Strained in fast forward
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Nov 20, 2011
Is she mad?Is she mad? / No, not mad... / DESTROYED.
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Jan 8, 2011
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