

A Flickering ViewShe sat there, surrounded by wailing children and sleeping men, and found herself being drawn to another place entirely. She watched as women in billowing gowns flowed and moved to music she couldn’t hear. The only thing that reached her ears was the soft rustling of fabric and clicking of expensive shoes. Their arms seemed to be reaching out, searching for a partner to lead them.A Flickering View
The girl noticed men coming out from behind black walls, jerkily walking and dancing towards their counterparts as a ghostly, eerie tune began to quietly play.
The couples moved about almost m


Teen LoveA withering stare,Teen Love
But he doesn't care.
One cold glance,
She has no chance.
Teen love is hate,
They take the bait.
We wait for the day
It all goes away.
Teen love is hurt,
They feel like dirt.
Teen love is pain,
There is no gain.


GraceI'm lying there And they don't care. I'm falling down, About to drown. Floating free Just let me be. This figure of grace Seems so out of place.Grace
Yellow
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The human race pretty much disgusts me.
You're such an amazing writer!!
I wish I had the talent to write. you're so rad.
---kaitlyn
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