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A Sunset of Humiliation

January 4, 2015
By Neil.V GOLD, Belleville, New Jersey
Neil.V GOLD, Belleville, New Jersey
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Humiliation is like the enchanting, descending dark orange sun.
It sounds like the dreadful, deafening screeching of nails on a chalk board.
It tastes like a sour treat that makes my face pucker.
It smells like the overwhelming stench of rotten eggs.
Humiliation feels like being trapped within the gaze of a thousand eyes,
as they watch you choke under the pressure.



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