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  The Definition of You

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  The Definition of You There are times, When you're brought down, When the world feels like it's crashing down on you, You try to hold up the ceiling, But nothing seems to stay put. There are flames roaring at you every moment, And it feels like there's no plac...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Finish Line

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  It was a free day, when my feet felt like they were gliding on the ground, I made repeatedly strokes with my legs, trying to make it to thst finish line, The crowd cheering my number, and the wind breeze in my face, I was unstoppable, I was just about to cross the finish line, when I hea...
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  The Last Chance

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  When 2012, is soon going to be vanished, instead of waiting around for another year, let’s remember and embrace what this year has brought upon us. The laughs that we designated, the secrets that we betrayed, the moments that we shared, and the stories that we made, is what made this year 2012. ...
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  We Were Born With A Weapon

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  All over the world, people are becoming more unaware of how harmful their weapons can be. They spin it out of control. These weapons can harm people significancy. The worst part everyone owns this weapon. This weapon is called your mouth. So many people aren't careful about what they say. Th...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  Unreplacable

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  When I'm withe you, it feels as if were thee only two, when I see theat smile, it lifts me away, when we hold hands, and hug slowly, I loose my breathe, I feel free. When we hold hands, as thee sunsets, when you give me your favorite hat, when we cuddle in thee moonlight, when the...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  These Last Words

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  Don't know how to say this, Don't even know how to breathe this, this moment, is disappearing. We only have so little time, that vanishes so fast, And I know, that I've never had that much time to say this, but I......I.......
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  Survivors

  

  By chrissychris2270117, Flushing, NY

  When the dark colors are painted on the sky, and the tree barks, are broken into pieces, the cries of the nightlight, just piers to their bare nude eyes, they kick, scream and cry. The winds, start storming up the mountain creek, as the water floods, throughout the stream house, scanning...