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Forever Spoken
JoeqMafia
Trees wear oval blades and make the great blue shirt above have splashes of grass against it. The wooden hand holding the shining crystal ball giving off rays of fortane. climbing trees is like a skyscraper climbing to the heavens. Written by Josiah Q. Ojerio "Scilence" Those moments before you spoke were bliss. You've disturbed them; You've chapped the libs Of scilence The atmosphere has become tense, The euphonic atmoshpere of scilence. Written by Helen Williams "The Battle" Violent clamourings locked within, A thousand squirming worms, Burrowing through loops and coils, Sealing the light, the warmth, the sun. Paired voices, incessantly, Orchestrating my downfall. Gnawing away with the assurance of validity. The proud stammering defense, Weakens, stretches an arm like a drowning man, That is finally pulled under. The glimer of hope, Smothered snuffed out, Crumpled, exhausted, Defeated again. Written by Louise Yvonne Clare "Scissors" You gave me scissors to cut the bond between us, a tool to do the deed you did not wish to be attributed to you. Written by Saundra Akers