Monopoly This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Monopoly

You use love as toy.
Playing your Monopoly game with my spastic mind.
As a child,
you move the pieces across the board,
making your plays.
Easily, swiftly,
moving from the truth,
it slips away.
No purpose to this game,
we all knew that you'd win.
I run past your thimble,
only to land on your hotels.
Thinking that I might find myself with you,
I was wrong.
You get out of jail free,
you laugh, giggle, and move on.
I crumble and crack,
stuck with another game lost.

by S. S., Hubbardston, MA






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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writeitloud This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 26, 2009 at 3:01 pm
So, so good, girl. :)
 
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