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Aug 2013
Holding on to a branch
Below me a sea of alligators 
Waiting to tear me apart 
To see what lies inside
Their teeth scrap my leg
Leaving a slight trail 
Begging for more
One thing isn't enough
Nothing will ever be enough
The alligators are jumping
They are getting higher and higher
More skin is being scraped
The branch is creaking
I know it is gonna break
But when
How long will it be
Before there is nothing left of me
Sophia Rose
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Sophia Rose  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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