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This is a poem about me.
Just a poem I wrote. No summary needed.
For a contest. I think it's cute.
Short Story | Updated Dec 7, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A feeling of snow, and love of it.
By Wasi Abbas
Its a memory of the time usually I feel myself helpless but alive body.
Inspired when I woke up this morning and discovered a winter wonderland outside my window before leaving to do some community service. It had been snowing on and off, but today was the first day it stuck. Perfectly situated on December 1st! I found it delightfully challenging to describe that...
By Angel Plant
Like the air I breathe your love surrounds me. Your kiss touches me gentle as a breeze.
Julia takes a boat ride into the swamp.
Everything works fine until water enters the boat.
"I never looked for a way to escape. There was nothing to escape for.
Nowhere to escape to...
until I saw... until I saw what we were made for.
I never understood why they would put us underground so far under the ice. Why it was worth spending so much money on heating and air supply.
You're waiting for the one you love, to love you back.
Batman, Robin, and Batgirl's jobs are never done. From taking on common street thugs, to battling tragic evil genius' like Mr. Freeze, or even solving all of Riddler's clues, the life of being one of Gotham's dark knights is always thrilling.
Stream of consciousness, thinking about the first few weeks of June.
Xbox 360 Frozen: Basic Yet Effective Steps to Fix It
By Ayla Daniels
It's meant to be read to this song: