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Kisses that danced over my porcelain skin,1
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she lies on the ground to never feel pain again.1 / it may be storming but she can't feel the rain drops hit her skin with a holt.2 / the t
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LIGHTNING!
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by imaginethis <100 words, 2 comments, on Apr 19 11:26 AM 2006. In Short poem, Starting idea, Young adult
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