We All Are Bold
I'm entering this on behalf of my daughter, Chelsey. She's a minor, but she wrote this free verse poem. Thank youDullness, like a knife.
The sharpness, like the light.
My eyes twinge at the sight of eitheir.
I hide in my room,Fearing from myself.Seldom going out, seldom coming in.I just lay in my bed with my ice pack,my best friend.The doctors... Read more
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