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My English teacher always said let's unpack the meaning, sometimes I really wanted to tell her **** off- maybe the person who wrote it wanted it to stay packaged nicely in it's box. We write because we feel or because we don't. If the brook is running into the ocean, and the water is flowing fast why does it need to be symbolic for the tears that flow through the current of our lives and empty us, let it be a **** brook. We write because we feel or because we don't. If the wallpaper is yellow, it's fading, it's flowers now appear to be dripping off the walls, why does it need to be a metaphor for the rejection of a lover and the deterioration of a soul, let it be a **** old house. We write because we feel or because we don't. My English teacher always said let's unpack the meaning, sometimes I really wanted to tell her **** off- because when I wrote my last piece I let the pieces of me burst because I didn't want the world to see how I was feeling. We write because we feel until we don't.
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Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:47 AM UTC
Unpacking
My English teacher always said let's unpack the meaning, sometimes I really wanted to tell her **** off- maybe the person who wrote it wanted it to stay packaged nicely in it's box. We write because we feel or because we don't. If the brook is running into the ocean, and the water is flowing fast why does it need to be symbolic for the tears that flow through the current of our lives and empty us, let it be a **** brook. We write because we feel or because we don't. If the wallpaper is yellow, it's fading, it's flowers now appear to be dripping off the walls, why does it need to be a metaphor for the rejection of a lover and the deterioration of a soul, let it be a **** old house. We write because we feel or because we don't. My English teacher always said let's unpack the meaning, sometimes I really wanted to tell her **** off- because when I wrote my last piece I let the pieces of me burst because I didn't want the world to see how I was feeling. We write because we feel until we don't.
ris-howie
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Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:47 AM UTC
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