Blood

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
"A thousand words paint a picture" was the topic. This is the produced poem.

Submitted: February 27, 2007

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Submitted: February 27, 2007

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Today was worthless, a waste of invaluable time.
All we did was sit and think of nothing.
Except me.
 

I thought of ways to prove myself,
Ways to show that idiot I was worth something.
It was in Vain.
 

Words are written, a thousand words per picture,
But what about me?
I can't do it.
 

It seemed useless, I couldn't think.
Everyone else slept.
I need a way out.
 

Something new to show her that I'm not her,
Something to prove my worth.
Something I don't have.
 

Think, girl, think! This isn't over,
But the more I write, the more I think
It is.
 

A thousand words paint a picture,
But can they paint me?
Never.


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