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Post by chill4life on Mar 31, 2014 17:39:08 GMT -5
Shaily wanted to play a game but the hosts were being super lame. They begged her for days till finally her emotions swayed. When she finally admitted to the game yes, room was not for her left. Cherilyn evacuated the game. Surely the completion was not the same. Shaily took her spot and now on a winning streak she cannot stop. A flag she had to make, to keep herself safe. Research she did not, to do the same as others would not give her a shot. Humor she thought, why not make it about herself? Though winning iSurv1vor is not about wealth, to win it was. She knew Team Shaily would stir all the buzz. Fun she had, but not having much time made her sad. She had no fear, the color red seemed near and dear. Its the color of power, some flowers and love. She held herself above. She raised her shield high because the merge made her sore to the sky. Thanks for your time, I hope you enjoyed my rhyme.
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