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School

February 2, 2016
By maigatron BRONZE, Chowchilla, California
maigatron BRONZE, Chowchilla, California
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There's a place where monsters growl at the weak,

where all surreptitious thoughts leak, 

where an image is all people seek.

 

There's a place where rooms reek of whisper,

where foods reek of smells that are bitter,

where objects breathing reek of liquor.

 

There's a place where no on is safe from words,

where the monsters roam only in herds,

where no can fight for themselves, it'd be absurd.

 

Among the wretched place I speak,

there is only one I seek.

 

Among the wretched place I go,

you are by my side I know.



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