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I love the water, as blue as the sky.
I love to swim, but only inside.
I love when it's cold, so that it makes me move faster.
I love how I fly, and the water seems to rapture.
I love to dive, but not off the board.
For I am afraid, of how it feels to soar.
How the water seems so far away, and maybe I'll bump my head and forget yesterday.
So you see I have a slight fear, a fear of heights that's oh so real.
But I still try, even as my eyes become unfocused and my legs start to shake.
And maybe, just maybe.
One day, my fear of heights, will evaporate.





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Dewolf said...
Sept. 22, 2011 at 3:11 pm
This one is really good.  I was slightly confused at the first few lines because of the title, but it made the poem that much more interesting! Very nicely done!
 
mercebeinyata said...
Sept. 12, 2011 at 9:33 pm
I love how the poem starts off very vaugely and then becomes more clear. You are pretty good at this. Try freestyle poetry sometime.
 
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