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TeenInk How would you rearrange this old cliche? "You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar" http://t.co/xTNZxcKYxK

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  • Fiction > Romance
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    CHAPTER ONE I’m flying, flying free as a bird. Wait, I’m not flying, I’m surfing. I just landed one of the biggest waves I have ever seen. When I’m surfing I feel like I’m home. Like, this is where I belong—but no one knows that ‘cause they just think I do it for fun. Somewhere wher...
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    These tears, Are burning my cheeks. Like coals to the skin, It leaves a scar on my heart Stop making my soul cry I don’t think i can take it anymore. These tears, Are burning my eyes. Like a knife to my wrists, It leaves a scar on my heart. Stop, Stop now. For my love for yo...
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    Slipping farther away Out of my grasp Oh how I don’t want that to happen. What will happen next? Something is changing. And I’m scared to know what it is. To see the out come of this mystery. Will you tell me? I pray that it is good. But my gut says different. Oh please, don’t sl...
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    Don’t hide. Don’t run away. With loving arms, I am here. With accepting ears, I will listen. Spill your grief, Worries, And heartache. I am here. To listen....
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    When will you take the time, To stop and listen? To hear my cry, For your attention. Perceive with your ear, oh father. To the words that come from my lips. How can you not hear me? Can’t you understand what I am saying? One day I won’t be here Gone from you Away from the hushed...
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    Can I borrow your heart? Just for a while. So I don’t have to feel this pain, One more moment of time. Wishing I could dispose of this misery. Even though I am stealing your happiness. I don’t think I can live like this, For one more second. I’m sorry for my selfish soul. Someday, I ...

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