Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Blog VIII- hewitt

Life is the weather. Life is a raincloud. Life is progression. Life is river. Life is a box of chocolates. Life is hate. Life is love. Life is glass. Life is water. Life is fire. Life is a cloud. Life is a rock. Life is a tree throughout many seasons. Life is a box. Life is box with no apparent key. Life is a chain. Life is a noose. Life is time. Time is a thief. Time is a prison. Time is a river. Time is a gift. Questions are darkness, answers are torches. Eyes are ice. Eyes are doors. Lies are fire. Wifi is family. Wifi is life. Internet is a prison. Computers are prisons.

His eyes are like the midnight sky. His eyes are like ice. Her eyes are like flames. The branches are like hands. The branches are like claws. The cats are like little cotton balls tumbling around. The classroom is like a prison... no windows, no light, no air, no life. Her face is like a pizza, greasy and spotted. The birds perched right out of my windows are like speakers. The sprinklers are like guns. The car was as big as an elephant. The dress was as cute as a kitten. Her eyes are as blue as the ocean.  Her hair was as black as coal. Her hair was as yellow as the sun.

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