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Post by elanapascoguin on Oct 21, 2012 18:57:40 GMT -5
The crisp wind-
Over towering trees
Cruise through
The darkness
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Post by maryme129 on Oct 21, 2012 19:06:10 GMT -5
Behind the curtain
A racing heart --
Nervous eyes peek out,
Into a sea of people
Waiting.
Bright lights
Cue the music
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Post by uberlad654 on Oct 21, 2012 19:25:01 GMT -5
Walking on the road's edge
A car rushes by
Wind stirs leaves upwards to my face
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Post by julianapa121 on Oct 21, 2012 20:16:02 GMT -5
The high rise buildings
And bustling subways;
Society as it is today:
A never ending rush forward.
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Post by djcu121 on Oct 21, 2012 20:18:37 GMT -5
As the leaves fall down,
kids gather to celebrate
Halloween.
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Post by lilyb95 on Oct 21, 2012 20:23:18 GMT -5
Step to the line -
All preparations have led to this,
cheering voices drown out my thoughts
Set in motion by the sound of a gun
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Post by khewett434 on Oct 21, 2012 20:31:06 GMT -5
the moon shines brightly
the stars glisten up in the sky
a new day coming
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Post by matthewsr129 on Oct 21, 2012 20:48:59 GMT -5
Up up down down-
Walking around in circle
Move forward, don't look back
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Post by stevenle121 on Oct 21, 2012 20:56:53 GMT -5
The luminous moon-
dancing with, yet fleeing from
the brilliant sun.
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Post by patmccusker on Oct 21, 2012 21:39:27 GMT -5
Furiously speeding
Keeping on straight and narrow
Lines becoming blurry,
Crossing the line
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Post by brianfa129 on Oct 21, 2012 21:47:11 GMT -5
I see my shadow,
As it get longer and longer
Until it finally disappears
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Post by halseyurban on Oct 21, 2012 21:48:47 GMT -5
Tired leaves letting go,
with colorful uprising,
the beauty of change.
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Post by adamladj on Oct 21, 2012 22:09:52 GMT -5
A man walks into a bar.
He drinks his sadness;
And dies of alcohol poisoning.
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Post by samre129 on Oct 21, 2012 22:35:05 GMT -5
Droplets of rain
cling to the window,
until it is opened
they will remain.
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Post by rachelco129 on Oct 21, 2012 22:51:09 GMT -5
The summer winds,
They make one final appearance,
As chilled air makes its move,
Cries of grief go through the sea.
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