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Tightropes and Booby Traps

Poem by: Enw Anhysbys

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Another creative writing assignments. One of my better works.

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Submitted: May 23, 2012

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Submitted: May 23, 2012

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Before i knew how

to live,

i used to feel dead.

alone, worthless.

until you came and

opened me up

and revived me.

i am the one who

screamed

loudest when we

lost you the first time.

people think i am an

iams dog, but i am your

iams cat

chasing my tail in the

moonlight, and watching

you sleep.

i am the one who put

the jig into the fiddle and

when it is most inconvenient,

i come back, to set you

straight on your feet

to make sure we don’t

loose you again.

Ever.

For in the circus of this

family, the cats walk

the tightrope and i,

i am the sideshow freak.


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