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So as you all know sometimes I do book and movie reviews. Now my followers I know it has been a few years since I have posted, but I am happy to start back and have inspiration again. Tonight I just finished a book called Ten Cents a Dance and it was an amazing read. I most definitely recommend it. The genre of the book was historical fiction and I am not usually one for this genre but once you start reading it is hard to put it down. There are some intense parts later in the book so do keep that in mind. The book takes place in the 50s in Chicago around the time of WW2. It is a coming of age story about a teenager named Ruby who has to get a job to help with living expenses. Ruby is kind of naive in the beginning, but with the events that takes place she becomes street smart and transforms into a magnificent young adult. I particularly liked this book because some of the struggles she faced I have too. Not that I know anything about growing up in that era, but thinking back to ho...
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Survival of the Fittest By: Carmen Cooper There's no other way to explain this.  I have tried and many times I have failed.  You don't wanna know the truth.  You dismiss it like I tried to poison you. Underneath it all you're just scared, Terrified of the future to come because you see I know.  You can take off your mask and stop hiding from the past, and stop running. The lies that you told were already revealed as though to deceive me.  So you see there's no where for you to run to.  You have already tried to revive the web of lies you still seek to spin, but the truth will set any prey free. Once you fooled me, but there won't be a second chance.  I remember the trap you set. The distractions to lure me, but that's done and over with.  For you are beneath me.  I will no longer come to see about you, ask if you're fine, You know this.  You brought pain, hunger and sacrifice to my Utopia.  ...
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 There Were None. By: Carmen Cooper    How can I say this. I don't think I can.  I secretly lust after you. I think you know. It is that obvious. I need shut up and keep my truths to myself because if I keep outing my secrets soon there will be none.  
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There Was A Time By: Carmen Cooper I am beginning to think that happy endings are a myth.  Writers are liars.  So I think that makes me a liar too. But the problem is sometimes I tell the truth, and when I do I lie to myself.  I tell myself it is just poetry, just a novel, a short story it has nothing to do with you. I can lay out all my lies on the paper. All my doubts on the hand made parchment. But I am a liar. So even when I do that, even the little small bits of pieces stick to me like glue. It only peels off a little. But the mess I made, the majority of the glue stains and acrylic paint won't wash off. I dip my hands in soapy water with moisturizing lotion because if I don't use the moisturizer my hands will dry out. And that wouldn't be too comfortable. But I haven't felt comfortable in such a long time. It has been such a long time. I saw you, what you think. Is that all? Because maybe you are right. That is all I am...
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When I Forget How It Began, But Remember How It Ends

 When I Forget How It Began, But Remember How It Ends By: Carmen Cooper Stop it. Just stop. I am so tired of nonsense. All the lies. How you might be unsure, How you can't seem to remember, Like how you blame me, Like that time when, Let it go. Stop it. Remember when.. There was no problems, How things got better for awhile, How darkness was taking over, How the endorphins eased and slid down from the brain, To the toes, To our noses, Our fingers, Our hands, Stomachs, Hearts. This has longed on so long that I forgot. I am forgetting. I am bitter and sore. My muscles will not move, the bruises, and scars on my arms. I try to stretch every morning, but I am exhausted.  I have this thing that makes me happy when I think of it. Of him. Of fun. Of friends. Hugs and kisses. The holidays that I miss. These things that make my face hurt because I can't stop laughing, smiling and Breathing. But you make me wanna stop breathing. I hide the all. I ...
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You Seem To Be In The Closet, But Why Might I Ask? (I Need Answers)

 You Seem To Be In The Closet, But Why Might I Ask? (I Need Answers) By: Carmen Cooper What is it? What do you think i am capable of? Me, of all people? Do you not trust? I do trust you. (but I don't know why I do.) I look at you like I couldn't have done better.  Well, I guess I am lying.  I can always can do better. I think I am just content with having you. You know keeping what I have; started.  I am not the person to give up easily; although I get frustrated or tend to feel uncomfortable when I cannot have things go right.  So I write. Letting it all go because then it feels better and I can then work once again. I have this problem you see. You can only see when you are looking, wanting to know.  I love and hate it all at the same time. I shouldn't be doing that, correction, I shouldn't think about it at all. But I think it has become an addiction.  I think it is a different high. I will admit I keep ...
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This is Wonderland

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This is Wonderland By: Carmen Cooper I am Alice, this here is my story For I like danger but you need not worry I fell         down                   a black hole of fantasy It pulled me into the darkness like gravity Curiosity took my soul                                                                                                away I sold it to be free at night and day ...
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