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It's through these
Frustrated tears
That I speak my
Chorus
Oh chorus
The words that seem
To come
In uncertain waves
Of confusion
What was that?
The bell has rang
I am to be finished
Yet
I will never be free
To go to my recess
Until
I sort out
The many boxes
In my heart.
1 comment:
I LOVE your new blog title! "Through the Lion's Teeth," very interesting! And poetic. Me likey.
Nice poem, I like the feeling, it's this feeling of frustration, sadness, surprise.
I really like the last part, about the boxes in the heart.
You should make one of these poems into a story one day...they all have potentials for stories. Not to say that poems are less than stories, because they aren't; poems tells stories in their own ways.
I like the title, too. It's not about some mundane thing, like describing a kid eating his lunch at recess. There's more to it.
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