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Post by poetryladycat on Apr 1, 2009 14:22:48 GMT -6
The River By Lori Triggs Copyrighted 2006
Dedication To My Family, Boyfriend and Whatever Friends.
The river was made of the force of nature. The river curves by the ways of the winds and water currents. The river will take you with it, if you do not watch it.
The river will rip you up taking you with its current, clashing you against the rocks and boulders.
The river will take you down with it's under toe to drown you with its currents.
The river will make sure, you do not get out with its force dragging you down, will you get out.
The river pulls even drags you through the river clashing on the rocks and boulders, your body is torn up your tired body even helpless. The river is drowning you and taking you with it.
The river will kill you before you know it; the river drags you to no end to your death helpless.
The river depths one minute can be not deep, and then the next minute you could be drown, from being so deep with its force of nature.
The river maybe there for people look at ride their, boats on even people can be watching you while you drown, they do not want help you they are ignoring you, they do not want to notice even care save you or, if no one was around to even save you.
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