Green

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    Green
    My eyes are greener than green, a black tunnel to my soul never to be seen. Sucked under ten feet down, no where to run; so big a frown. I hate the way things go today; all because descisions I have to pay

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    Phoenix9 commented on Green

    01-02-2009

    it needs more
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    Jessica

    12/17/2009

    I know you would like to hear more of Green but sometimes the simplest of words explain my emotion better. For how short it is, it's where my creativity shines.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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