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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2019 2:05:48 GMT -6
He keeps me in the refrigerator. There were four of us, now there is only me! Only me and I know it is just a matter of time before that door will open and that light will come on! I will see the hand. That large hand reach in and grab me!
(SOBS!)
What will happen then? Will he bite into my flesh, clear through to my very core? Or NO! Perhaps I will go like Allen and Sue did, screaming in such intense pain as my flesh is stripped from my body! Maybe my fate will be the same as Ronald's. I will be cut into sections! Each to be devoured when desired!
It is COLD in here but my fear keeps me warm. There were four, now I am all that remains!
I hear footsteps! Footsteps.....coming closer!
(from the perspective of an apple)
--msl2019
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Post by lostineternity99 on Jul 2, 2019 6:50:41 GMT -6
Poor apple!
Very cool poem, Mike *heads for refrigerator*
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 1:23:44 GMT -6
thanks homey chi
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Post by poetinpink on Jul 6, 2019 17:31:35 GMT -6
~Mic~ I absolutely adore this!!! You have me laughing so hard! I love it!! Every time I go for an apple now I am going to think of this! Ha Ha You are a gifted writer my friend Huggerz
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2019 2:31:51 GMT -6
ty Peep BIG HUGS...glad you're back
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jul 11, 2019 22:19:04 GMT -6
LOL!! I may never eat another apple.
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