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Fire

August 24, 2008
By Anonymous

I need to stand up on my own two feet.
Grab the reins of a wild horse.
Your memory is chasing after me.
It's time to take a new course.

I long to be free from you,
And to live with no slack.
When I finally get the guts to,
I won't be turning back.

It's time to rise above this all.
I need to spread my wings and fly away.
No way could I pay the price to fall.
So strong on my own feet I'll stay.


The author's comments:
I worked with another member of teen ink on this piece. I want her name published, too. Her screen name is "poetryangel", but I don't know her real name.

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