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THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.


Submitted:Nov 10, 2007    Reads: 75    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


When I was born, I was in a lot of trouble.

I suffer from immune deficiency so I have to live in a bubble.

I've never kissed a girl or even petted a cat.

This bubble feels like prison and I really hate that.

I'm unable to be happy even though I try.

Other people have found happiness, why can't I?

Sometimes I want to leave my bubble so that it will kill me.

I'm so lonely that I cry because I'll never be free.





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