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6/8/12

Who am I?

*Slightly edited poem*

I am a smart girl that loves to write.
I wonder if we get a choice in where we choose to spend our afterlife.
I hear people talking in the air above me.
I see stars spelling out familiar words: heaven, hell, nothing, reincarnation.
I want to go to France and just see everything, writing it all down.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

I pretend that the characters from my stories talk to me.
I feel them telling me that I’m crazy.
I touch their lives, wondering how I can twist it up some more.
I worry about people close to me dying left and right.
I cry for all the cruelty done onto humankind.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

I understand how some days you just don’t want to do anything.
I say don’t avoid it forever; you have to do it eventually.
I dream about going to places with my friends.
I try not to procrastinate on my writing.
I hope to have people know who I am.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

 





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