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Created on: May 08, 2009
The pain is like poisonous chemicals buried deep beneath the flowers
Full of outside beauty,
growing and seemingly thriving.
But the poison is in the soil,
seeping into the purist of waters running deep beneath the earth.
saturating,accumulating
over time it eats away at you
infecting,destroying,
contaminating everything that grows for generations to come
until one day the pollution is to great
and everything in you dies
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