August 11, 2009
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So pointed,
So sharp.
So small,
Or big.
So camouflaged,
Or not.
Stepping on,
And here comes the pain.
Running into,
And cry,
The tears of life.
Pull out those needles,
Pull out those spikes.
Get over it; It's life.
Walk away from that green thing.
Walk away and you'll be free.

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