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The Connecticut Writing Project Young Writers have their own e-anthology of their work. Enjoy! Tuesday, July 19, 2011. This One Goes Out to All My Harry Potter Fans. Wednesday, March 10, 2010.
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Thursday, August 6, 2009. They Will Come Together. He lies on the floor and he says why? He lies on the floor when his girlfriend cries. When the mamas dont come home and the daddies go to work early. He lies on the floor and he tries to think,. And she says why? Why do you leave when the times get heavy? Why am I always on my own? And she gets down and she prays to the God she tries to trust. And what does he say? Nothing when all he can do is watch,. Watch as the world of a friend seems to fall apart.CONTENT
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Thursday, 10 May 2012. Your eyes see me round corners, through bone. I hear your screaming smirk. From miles, taunting me. Exhausted white eyes dart in search. Of your pink, insensate face. I find nothing, you leave no evidence. Footprints smothered under black ice,. The path we shared is deadly. Luke-warm tears fall to the mirroring ground,. My image warps into yours. And I let the solid grey stones consume me. Monday, 12 December 2011. I am but a twis.
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