Cute right?
May 2008.

The City Burns.Dark hair and pale skin, Contrasting but beautiful. Those piercing green eyes, are enough to melt a heart of stone. But still she runs, from what she does not know. Until she can't go on.The City Burns.
Making her way through the ashes, of a city left to burn, her footsteps are the only sound. She tugs her dress and twirls her hair, desperate for some comfort. She's scared and unaware of the dangers, that she is about to face.
The buildings cast shadows, over the ruins of the city, candlelight shows her face. All she wants is to hear, "i
Yaaay.
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Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
Don't kill me, i couldn't resist
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