Room 11 BRIGHTWATER
Thursday, April 26, 2007
FEAR
Fear is a red blood.
It tastes like decayed meat.
Smelling like rotten bodies.
Fear looks like a dark cloud.
It sounds like thunder going off.
Fear feels like you have been struck by lighting.
BY SALA!!!
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Anonymous said...
Awsome poem Sala
4/27/2007 11:36 AM
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Awsome poem Sala
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