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SORRY

December 21, 2012
By donovans BRONZE, Monett, Missouri
donovans BRONZE, Monett, Missouri
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The dark voice was like a needle slicing through the cloud of emotion that my mother always has. The words jumped off the cliff of despair and plummeted into the black ooze of nothingness. I had used her like a tool and now it is my turn to whirl into the feeling unexplained, crushed like a blackberry in the world of sorry words.


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