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Clone

January 18, 2019
By sebrewer BRONZE, Baraboo, Wisconsin
sebrewer BRONZE, Baraboo, Wisconsin
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Sitting in the car all alone

It seems as if I'm a clone

The shell of a man that used to be

But has since been destroyed by society

 

Sitting Back wanting to reset

All I feel is pain and regret

All the emotion bled out of me

There's nothing more I can be

 

I'm a clone all alone

With nothing to call my own

Save this seat I call my throne


The author's comments:

In my creative writing class my teacher handed out photos to each student in class. Each student had a different photo to base their poem around. The photo I got was a manequin sitting in a car. The picture mixed with a little emotion combined to make this poem. 


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