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Mine.

December 17, 2012
By maddi krishnan SILVER, Pleasanton, California
maddi krishnan SILVER, Pleasanton, California
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It's My house .
No, it's mine.
Its My toy.

No, it's mine.
It's MY car.
The devalish looks portraid on their faces says it all.
Their eyes link and a fire is lit,

The flame blood red,
And every stare denses the color more .

No ours.
No yours.
Only Mine.


The author's comments:
We are born to take. When we're little, we utter the words "my toy." When we're teens, we utter the words "my guy." When we're adults, we utter the words "my money." We never learn to sacrifice or give.

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