I was born the first child of a woman little more than a child herself. My mother was not in the adult life long before I came to be. My becoming wa ..
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***I started watching clips from The OC finale, and found the urge to write about it. Call me strange.***
I saw it, Your face... As the bottom of the car blew out like the inferno of hell, Illuiminating your angelic features Pale you are... Life is no more. Cosmopolitan smile that could be celestial-borne No longer the corners of your mouth do turn, Causing in me, A stirring vacuum of hollow You know you were beautiful Golden tresses Samson envies Eyes of cerulean Deeper than oceans was your sorrow And as sad as I am to see your life-force drained...
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11/24/2009 1:01:26 PM. #.34# You Are Here:
A strike of television-induced inspiration by Amanda Saveley