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She Didn't Mean To Do It MAG

October 1, 2015
By K.A.L. BRONZE, Royal Oak, Michigan
K.A.L. BRONZE, Royal Oak, Michigan
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Oh, she was sad, Oh, she was sad.
She didn’t mean to do it.
Certain moments stay locked in your limbs,
sticking to your bones
like the muscles,
seizing your heart every time it beats.
Certain moments eat at you every time your eyes meet your own
when you peer into the mirror.
You falter,
Quickly glance away,
scurry away.
Brush them off like sand on your legs,
and try to ignore the continuous waves
of memories.
But oh, she was sad, she was just sad, sad,
and she didn’t mean to do it.


The author's comments:

I based part of it on the poem I Didn't Mean To Do It by Daisy Fried. I used the beginning and ending sentences.


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