A Girl with No Name This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.


Emptiness is your thick heart-shaped box with no opening,
I've been domesticated in alocked house with no key,
Thrown away, trashed, restored, adorned and thrownaway again.
Would you really want to indulge in corrupt indignity,
Or playduck, duck, goose with a little girl who likes to bite,
And sometimes I thinkI should wash away all my sins, let them go
But the water's so cold it burnsmy skin,
And at times something will set me free,
And I'd be like a dove inthe wind,
Soaring so high in the sky,
But then the rain will begin to pounddown at me,
And the white washes away to pitch black,
So endless and emptyI can't even see myself anymore,
And I'm still left with no clue to myidentity.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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CrossBowThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
May 5 at 10:46 pm
you really do have a wonderful talent and should continue to write more and more
 
chrisbriones said...
Nov. 15, 2009 at 9:44 pm
this wall of oblivion which seems to dominate you, what has created it? why have you lost? what will you do to demolish this atrocity? find yourself; find your name... no matter what it takes.
 
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