Microwave

May 16, 2010
By AngelyBean BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
AngelyBean BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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As soon as I left the shelter of childhood imagination
and stepped into reality
They placed me into an
Isolated, giant
Microwave
It radiated all the pressures of the future
Trying to shape me into
Something I'm not
But I think I'm going to
Overheat
If only I had
some metal in me.



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