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the kill ppls words with my own



poams made for classes The baby cries and the tear turns to rain. The sound of thunder goes through the sky like a sonic boom. The yells of the child refuse to stop it and continue for minutes. It soon quiets down and clears. The baby soon sleeps in it’ mothers heat.

Posted by: red blue star Sat Feb 25, 2012 @ 01:54am

i am ice cream hear me ice cream