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Quick Black

June 7, 2013
By hope mccormack BRONZE, Metamora, Michigan
hope mccormack BRONZE, Metamora, Michigan
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The twinkling stars with their loud colors.
With the occasional unlucky one that’s falls from the sky.
Icy blue moon that lights the world.
Beam of light that comes from the fireflies.
Faint howl of a wolf off in the distance.
Oh quick black why do you come and go so fast?
Everyone just sleeps right through you.
Not realizing they’ve missed out on all of your glorious beauty.
To me you’re worth being exhausted the next day.


The author's comments:
i like this poem alot and it uses synesthesia.

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