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It Just Came

March 18, 2010
By DanielleZ DIAMOND, Rochester Hills, Michigan
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DanielleZ DIAMOND, Rochester Hills, Michigan
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Do what you like and like what you do.

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Living on the edge,
Feelin like a prayer,
Balancing on a needle,
Just remove one more layer.
-
Your invisible stains are seeping in
And your magical brooms are sweeping tin
You eat it all in a breath
But you're just too anxious for death
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I hear your scream
As silent as night
I see your steam
As soft as light
I smell your scent
Far from fowl
I feel your anger
Hovering like a growl
-
I'm still alive...

© Kyle T., St. Joseph, MO

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