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Earth's Mysteries
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Earth's Mysteries |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada 
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Earth’s Mysteries A cold fall winds’ Hand sneaks up The back of my Shirt, making me shiver With unending coldness. A scratchy winter trees’ Branch grazes my Forearm, leaving a Slightly open scratch. A melting icicle drops From above, only to Land on the thigh of My now bruised and Swollen led. When will all the Torture of earth Come to an end? Will it slowly kill Me for revenge? Only time will tell What earth has in store For me. ~*Julianna*~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Each season brings new adventures as well as trials. Welcome to the blue zone.  |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
"Swollen led." Perhaps you mean "leg". This would be more coherent if you didn't start each line with a cap. Bobby Bobby |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
Thanks for that grammar check, my computer always uppercases the first letter of each line and its hard to fix, thanks for pointing it out! ~*Julianna*~ |
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