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Tanisha J Mar 2015
Age nineteen,
Advantages galore,
Am I vain to think my body is beautiful?

I need not worry
For wrinkles and calories
Cannot scar me.

Cut veins and broken hearts
But why?
Even tears hide in their shed.

A fountain of youth bubbles within,
Protected by a unique marble,
Yet treated with utter recklessness.
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Tanisha J Mar 2015
Sparks ignite and shimmer in the night sky,
Dangerous but entirely mesmerizing,
If I stepped closer, the passion would consume me.

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