A knife tearing my skin,
The effect is still the same,
Burns and bruises are nothing,
Next to the sound of your name.
Now, that's not the answer to "Why is Fahrenheit 451 science fiction," but it is what I ended up writing. Mrs. Gage and some other people have given me the greatest headache I've ever had. I'm almost done with the short answer, and am about to enter the massive essays. The big guns, if you will. The big guns that are pointed right at my face. I will finish this test tonight if it kills me.
PS: Incantation and Dance is catchy. I will be using that bass line thing in a project.
I DIDN'T EAT INDIAN FOOD UNTIL COLLEGE
13 years ago
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