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    dots Submission Name: CHARMWOODdots
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    Author: layDsayD
    ASL Info:    29/f/florida
    Elite Ratio:    3.16 - 264/243/147
    Words: 59
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
    Total Views: 752
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    Description:
       one of my first houses was located on charmwood ave later it was the scene of a double homicide hmmm anyway hope you like


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    dotsCHARMWOODdots
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    Here in my darkness I am calling .
    I am falling.
    The heat in your stare helps to ruin me.
    There is no salvation from what I have become.
    What you have created.
    This prison is cold.
    I wont leave it though its all I know.
    I see you .
    Hiding , changing it into someplace I cant recognize.




    Submitted on 2005-08-26 21:36:12     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Well, I don't know how to start. But it sounds kind of ironic with the whole house and murder and all, but besides that great poem. It was a little short, but in a way that helped it out more. So far I'd give this poem a 8.9 out of 10. Keep the poems coming.
    | Posted on 2005-08-27 00:00:00 | by Naymless | [ Reply to This ]


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