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I bet you don't remember.
Nobody does.
No passersby in the hallway, or teachers in the class.
I am an unknown person, hiding in the ­darkness, waiting for my turn to be ­recognized.
My name is my identity, and it seems as if it will always be hidden.
No one knows me. To some, it's like I'm not even there.
But we were together; we had a moment.
And yet you still pretend not to know me,
And I'm supposed to be fine with that?

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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ZhadaMone said...
May 10, 2012 at 10:43 am
Never stop writing, your amazing : )
 
Danica said...
Jul. 23, 2010 at 3:02 pm
This is really well written and very touching.  You're a great writer :)  Oh, and congrats on getting in the magazine!  If you get the chance, would you mind taking a look at some of my work? Thanks!
 
skywriter said...
May 30, 2010 at 7:18 pm
It's beautiful. I love the feeling in this poem. Your writing style is a lot like mine, and I love the flow of your poetry. I am writing  a series of Holocaust poems, and they all have the same sorrow and longing as this one. Great job! (could you look at some of my writing?)
 
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