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worries glaces laced with support
a warning i didn't take to heart
a set-up, a stage
my performance. an art.
one line, three words; lights blinding my centre stage
mumbling before yelling, walls closing in again
envisioning your reaction, a laugh, i cave in
thunder like lightning, tension draws in.
words slowly but surely sank, a response of some sort
the king of the castle fell for a peasant on the court.
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schools over now and somehow i'm still stressing,, anyways i'm back (?) i didn't even realize it had been so long. i'll ease into small updates again!!
( this poem is an original poem written by myself, if you see this pasted anywhere else please notify me as it has happened before)
