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My room is my world My comfort zone, my happiness I am away from the world And everyone in it I am happy; then it happens My mother yells It's always about something I didn't do Or what I did wrong We all make mistakes We are not perfect Yet she still thinks that I should be After she is done I go back to my room I blast my music and fight my tears I have learned that it isn't worth it to cry So I don't Instead I sit like a zombie, trying to figure out what I did wrong It was one simple mistake We all do it Yet she thinks that I wouldn't She yells at me Saying the simple words "COMMON SENSE!" To you it may be common sens

Two strangers, Two people, Two different personalities. Two pairs of eyes met across the classroom, Two smiles then formed on the two strangers faces. The two became friends, no longer strangers. Friends became lovers and in being lovers the two became one.

It is a Cherry. It matches my lipstick. It shines. It gleams. The taste of it beckons me. I lick my lips in anticipation. I cannot resist. I step closer. I glide my palm along its body, seeking a caress. Sleek are the lines that radiate power. Electricity crackles at my touch. It burns my fingertips, daring me to come closer, taunting me for a kiss. “Turn me on.”  It whispers to my soul. The gauntlet is thrown down, and I am compelled to pick it up. Heels click on the payment. Danger is their intent. Fingers curl in steel as I open the door, slide behind the wheel.  My scent swirls within, perfuming the air. Leather curves to my