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Lord of the Flies

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This is the coming of age
Where all the near to you fade
Smiles peak and hence decay
Mornings bring the shine of day
The light is how you are now

Untouchable

We once remembered when you left
Yet it had no distinct effect
On every single savage breath
That had the pleasure to escape our chests
You can’t be felt just like still air

Untouchable





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ConstanceWhite said...
Dec. 19, 2010 at 11:26 am
Amazing. I can't believe no one has found this treasure before me. You write so sensitively and yet full of drama!
 
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