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Trains And What They BecomeThe train I was riding lifted up the wheels lost their spokes becoming hollow and light while the strips of steel that had once made the wheels unyieldingTrains And What They Become
bent and curved into twine that held my seat tight to the then hollow wheels then spheres then balloons filling with the steam that pressed up from the stack and pushed me high into the air.


Green and BrownMy favorite color green,Green and Brown
Ony replaced with the death of green itself. Withered and then as dead as dirt. Brown is my second favorite color.


Sunladen Lane“No! Stop it! Stop it! This can't be real!” I was yelling, emptying out my lungs. “You're not my wife! This isn't my house!” The woman dressed in faded blue jeans and an orange apron stood shocked, still holding the fork she had used to beat the eggs.Sunladen Lane
She smiled sadly and sighed. She placed the fork on the table looking as if she was going to cry, but she didn't. She understood what I meant, and that was the only thing holding her back from really being disappointed in me.
Every morning she woke me up from a long and satisfying sleep. She made me breakfast, and I read the newspaper. She told me how much she loved me,
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Or stand and watch you choke ?
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"Break Like Glass..."
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