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cwhite Jan 2015
Anger ,fury and,rage, boiling blood and pumped up veins, all in a hurricanic stage.
    With every heart beat, my mind is ticking as the seconds count away .With my eyes as the locator, and a blink is my denator , I'm  ready to blow things away.
    Don't  fuel my fire ,by getting in my way.  
But by chance if  you do!! You'll  probally be blown away. I won't lessen my **** ,for a kid or even a girl . So please stay out my way.
I'm a walking time bomb.I can explode anytime or any day  .
Just writing ****
paige elliott May 2013
it rubs the lotion on its skin
its sickly, rolling skin
my skin --
twitching with multiplication --
the cells dividing continuously

bubbling --
double, double, toil and trouble
with the ripples and waves
of a hurricanic ocean
cascading down ill fitting rocks
to crash in the flexible, formable underbelly

i will carve each digit into my skin
scar my failure into the surface
reminiscent of my tumble to the bottom
burning the memories into my flesh
never forget, never repeat

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