The Universe Fits Under a Bandage. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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This body is holding this soul is holding these thoughts
Are holding me tightly,
With a steadfast assurance that should be a comfort,
A marring of vagueness fights me.
Without the rest of my life figured out,
I ostensibly haven't a care,
But I must assure you that with my soul's prison
Comes its load of despair.
Don't misunderstand me; I've got a good life,
I'd not wish for what I can't have,
But I'd like to conceive of my significance
Darling, please before my stab
Wound leaks.
Leaking, leaking, I strike on a patch
I can't let the world see my blood.
It's leaking, leaking, show me a sign;
An omen
Of positivity.
Paradox is my way of life,
Sanity's far overrated
I have not decided to let the world in
At the moment, my essence is jaded.

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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Lexie96 said...
Nov. 2, 2011 at 6:11 am

I love this and you are great at displaying emotion with your words! Keep writing and congrats on making it into the print magazine!

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crubs3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 15, 2010 at 12:19 am
This is really good!! i can feel the emotion!!! if you could please rate and comment my work that would be great!! thanks and u r really good dont stop!!!
 
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