March 10, 2010
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The battle cries
The defeat takes over
I run to comlete solitude
escape to my familiar place;

The bitter silence of failure strikes at me.
When everyone i see collects,
I lose.
But my path never strays,
I'm me,
I fly through the skies
I hold the world true on my back
I breathe the air we all consume
Why does this affliction dominate me.

I salvage my remains to another beginning.
I take challenge
I take freedom
I take me!

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Fiona. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 23, 2010 at 5:59 pm
I really like the imagery you used. Great poem! :)
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