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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552441" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fear Unleashed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shouldless as the head of the hoodlesss horse men, <br>I sirentel and call this portfolio 'fear unleashed'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Minted and fresh like a sonnet of delay time, <br>I smirted and crowned it face up and blind, <br>It is renewed as connection to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Panic without a distracted, I ask what is this strange feeling, <br>like a rotuen apple at its core peal from inside and out backer once again, <br>and send to <br>it's care, <br>It's the 'Scented of News'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do i question this cry, what sweet wine could miss this pour (poor) of a this cup, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of this most conscience days off wedge and fital, <br>I ask fear to look me in the eye and tell me what do you see, <br>do you see love do you see hate tell me what do you see, <br>The hungry of the blind could tell you this snore of wounds, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Ambition of hungry seperate the food (fool) from the hungry, <br>The ability to succed left to stump at choose of will, <br>Not stepping on steel, I seek the hungry! ! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This vision have push me toward my fears and the light doesn't fade it merge to gray, <br>and it make me question my existing? ....(lost) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lost of my love once of not knowing the color of my first born one's, stir the heat <br>in my <br>belly that scour the core of the scent of rotten apple and cure the descended with a <br>decision? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a literally to to a clock it time to unwine, as i seek redemption blue and yellow <br>in the face. oh what symmetry of colors, <br> <br>I cry, better yet morron in my tears to apply to the college of my choice, <br>will, will it self make dream appera, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Found guilty and blue I feel refresh and the hand that i have been giving. It remind <br>me of cards of hands<br>How will i finish on top or swagging for more....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hands to a dagger and flack jacks to a sucessor, <br>will, <br>Will inflant ego of a stranger memo left to be babling, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maid to captivity these here days, This here blessful day! ! Is the day I apply to <br>college and will forever be know to me as 'Fear Unleashed'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Borgo">Louis Borgo</a><div class=q>
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I sirentel and call this portfolio 'fear unleashed'

Minted and fresh like a sonnet of delay time, 
I smirted and crowned it face up and blind, 
It is renewed as connection to you.

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