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Like a burning house,
I see it falling apart,
Right in front of my own eyes,
Black and gray ashes cover everything in it's path,
Dark stormy clouds fill the room,
Sparkly ice crystals form above,
Soaking the ground,
Making everything turn to evil,
They sit and a wait,
For whom will follow,
Aware of the consequences that each step will take,
Evil thoughts,
Evil words,
Evil looks,
After all the mist and fights,
Stands a beautiful yellow flower,
Alone and scared,
Not knowing how special she really is,
But willing to stay true to her self
By; Brandi Dybala *05/16/11*
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