Teen Poetry #7 |
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Emerald air |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I would smile, if I could remember what I was happy for. Should I just pretend it's all yellow? I want to sit and sip my coffee, emerald tile, cold feet. Red scarf hong along the branches of my neck. There's something about the air that makes me feel that gravity has made an exception for me. I'm showered by fog, hiding inbetween the moisture. I wonder if anyone sees anything at all. Is it just nerves and chemicals? I want to scream. I want to be a child and be honest as hell to everyone I meet. *I'm a little rusty, so pointers would be great. ![]() [This message has been edited by Lexy (10-31-2003 03:50 PM).] |
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dertah Senior Member
since 2003-06-18
Posts 584 |
good write..... |
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