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Possessed
I have a nice day outside on a warm, May day The breeze whistling in our hair and our mouths As my friends and I chat non-stop Just the few of us together forever until… That wretched thing appears It slithers up to my friends and takes them away, luring them Into the depths of…
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Silver
I stand on the podium after all my hard work All the time I spent to prove myself I get 2nd place The silver medal is hung on my neck The weight of defeat carries me down like an anchor The bitter taste of silver in my mouth like rocks and lemons I hear white…
confidence, doubt, envy, golden, golden, insecurity, poem, poems, Poetry, second best, silver, youth poetry
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Words Of a Feather 