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Teen Poetry #3

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Bright_Eyes
Junior Member

since 2000-12-22

Posts 29
Plymouth, MN

0 posted 2001-01-07 11:22 AM

I know,
when they find me,
I will die.
I've seen it before.
They don't understand.
I want people to love me for who I am.
You must tell them,
PLEASE TELL THEM,
to let me live.
The good fortune they finally see
doesn't come from me.
Because,
the day a four-leaf clover is picked,
is the day his luck has run out.

IsGona
Senior Member

since 2000-07-14

Posts 723

1 posted 2001-01-07 11:26 AM

Oy yes. This is good. I must admit, the first time I read it I was confused(it's early for me). This is a great medaphor. Love to see more from you.
Jason

"Every body has their destiny...
I'LL CHOOSE MY OWN
~Hatebreed~

Allan Riverwood

Member Elite

since 2001-01-04

Posts 3502
Winnipeg

2 posted 2001-01-07 01:16 PM

Good job. I enjoyed reading this.

Lakewalker
Member Elite

since 2000-08-05

Posts 3289
On the streets w/ people

3 posted 2001-01-07 02:22 PM

I had to read this twice to get it. I guess I'm just a little slow sometimes

I like it, it's creative. You did a really good job of writing this

"Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Lakewalker
http://www.thehungersite.com

Dopey Dope

Moderator

Member Patricius

since 2000-08-30

Posts 11132
San Juan, Puerto Rico

4 posted 2001-01-07 08:07 PM

Great poem here.......kind of ironic considering the clover is good luck, but I see where you're going with this.....nice.

I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.

I'm in love with my shadow
I admire it daily

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