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A cliche poem I wrote after reading a book by C.S. Lewis
Deep inside her hides
Yellowed letters to no one
Restless demons with no pride
A forbidden box of fun
An empty candid smile
Eyes as clear as glass
She begs you to stay a while
"We should enjoy it while it last"
GOT Cliche From Within
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So, a dragon for certainty
that walking out of the fire
was fun. Maybe tomorrow
I'll grow into a queen
of the world and mourn
the loss of dragons.
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Everyone I loved as a boy
is gone, killed by my enemies.
King was never my goal,
thrones as games never
my favorite entertainment.
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allets
09-17-17
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