Nathalia Hunter

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Flowers dangling above her,
It's colors pink, green, and brown.

There's nothing but this empty bench beside her.
...

Sounds that make out words
Spill out of her mouth.
They form sentences
I can no longer hear,
...

As he runs to the end of the world,
He will find the sun beaming down on him.
Its bright steaming rays will burn through his soul.
Granted he will fall to the floor weaping to the empty air-
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This feeling overwhelms me.
It takes over my mind..
Fogging up almost every thought before it begins to make sense.
...

Camping out,
Watching stars.
Cool air:
Feel the breeze.
...

The bright lights shimmering along the ground
Guide us to the runway as our plane prepairs for its departure.

The sky: a black sea
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Nathalia Hunter Biography

MY name is Nathalia. I am Fifteen Years Old. Writing, dancing, swimming, music, family, and friends are the things in life I could not live without. They make my world go round.)

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Flowers Above Her

Flowers dangling above her,
It's colors pink, green, and brown.

There's nothing but this empty bench beside her.

Petals that once fell now lay on the floor.
An occasional car, an occasional person,
And the wind that swoops up behind them
Brings the petals into a twirl.

The post light shines through the pink.
Oh! What magnificent beauty as it swirls and lights up the street.

Though the motel behind her is empty and dead,
It's nice to know there's still movement, and life, with what's left
Of this broken down place.

Vines hugging the building, a flower tree above,
But not another form of life within those paper walls.

As one last vine crumbles down,
To the ground another pink petal falls.

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