I found this poem that I wrote for my 11 grade AP English class. I got a 9/10, so thought i share....
The double edge sword of my love and self loathing
Takes strike and lets breath all my happiness, hopes, and dream
As loneliness starts to bleed all over me.
In the glossy reflection of my thick red paint- I see what could, should have been and how this will never end.
In my breath of death - I see a sign as hope
flies for the sky
As I stand and realize
and leave loneliness and death behind
ps. I am so ready to go back to fucking school already. 19 days and counting
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