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He went to Carolina, hoping it would be better thereonly if he could have said I love you before he leftor maybe stayed where he was at
Your eyes are like the stars that form patterns. A galaxy so different from my own. I know the kids left you in shatters. You are still my glittering, bright way home. This wedding may seem like a hassle.
On a warm summer day, a young child was walking with her parents through the New York City shops. A crisp 20 dollar bill was clutched in her hand, ruffling in the slight breeze as she skipped happily about.
Once upon a time- In a land far before the days of rhyme  stood one wiser than all, and that would be I.    Knowing all, naive to none, I once upon a time, was a brilliant someone.   
I searched, I looked for what felt like ages. Hands and knees rummaging through the damp earth but despite my best efforts, I could not find my four leaf clover. Clovers with three leaves swallowed my yard. 
In a mall , some big meeting going on, stretched out into multiple rooms, an important person takes their life. Major chaos ensues, fire bombs are thrown into all rooms killing pedestrians.
Ch. 1. Rise and Fall.
Walking down Eastlands in Nairobi with my head bowed and my hands pocketed at 3am has always been such a beautiful thing to me.
This story begins with a girl in bed sleeping, It's very silent, not a sound to be heard. I’m sitting on a chair next to her bed glaring blankly at her.
A tear A tear Cascades to the sunshine on the floor At one point in time she illuminated me My being I realized the disguise And choked on her rays Sticky labels stuck to my skin
Stop struggling child, you are almost there,
Now there was this girl named Ellen; a felon some would say. For she stole the heart of any man that came her way. Her eyes like brilliant blue sapphires plucked from the sky, Had the power to allure in any and every guy.
My phone rang at 7:52 this morning while I was heading to the debate tournament, and to my surprise guess who it was. Yep my ex-, I guess he had called to cheer me up.
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