May 25, 2010
By Anonymous

Brushing your hands
Across the orange like rocks.

Pouring your little seedling
In to the vacuuming cleaner.

When you get hot you jump up and down
like haul.

You start to smell burnt
When you rise like lava coming out of a volcano.

Your small marshmallow
Kernel body taste squashy and plan.

You start rolling down the volcano
As you land in the white dried up lake.

The many times watching you pop
The aroma of you burning
The crunching sound when I step on you.

You greasiness gets in between my toes
as I walk.
All good times as I sit with you in the movie theater.

The author's comments:
its discribing popcorn using your seances

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on Jun. 18 2010 at 8:24 pm
pinkypromise23 PLATINUM, Cranston, Rhode Island
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Favorite Quote:
i know that you believe you understand what you think i said, but im not sure you realize that what you heard is not what i meant.

okay im going to go make popcorn like, right now.

on Jun. 18 2010 at 11:27 am
ShenelleCrystal SILVER, M, New York
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Laugh your heart out dance in the rain cherish the memories ignore the pain love + learn forget and forgive because remember you only have [one life to live] ♥

That was so good ! Amazing writer ! Don't ever stop :)

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