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Blade of Grass -ThatLonelyOne

Poetry By: thatlonelyone
Poetry



I am...


Submitted:May 9, 2012    Reads: 14    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Sometimes I feel like a piece of grass.

Some days I can feel perfectly fine, just sit there

And blow in the wind. I can grow

In the same place that I've always been

Where I'm surrounded by all the other same

Blades. But then there's those days where I'm cut

Next to nothing, only to grow up taller the next

Time, only to be cut again. The cuts

Take everything I've worked so hard to

Build up, away from me in a single

Thwip. Sometimes I don't like being

A blade of grass. Sometimes I'm cut lower

Than the last time, leaving me helpless

For an even longer period of time.





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