was a portrait of me.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
looking back what a laugh.:)

Submitted: July 22, 2009

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he takes a deep breath
then walks towards the crowd
screaming and jeering
and clapping out loud
he takes off his hat
and begins to bow
when all of a sudden
someone yelled out
you in the front
can you please sit down
he finds a chair
then he sits down
he faces the stage
reds and pinks
now cover his face
the lights begin to dimmer
the curtains now retreat
a room now full of silence
no one did speak
and up on thee stage
lay a wooden box
covered in flowers
with a portrait on top
he was too far away
he couldn't quite see
but he thought the picture
looked just like me.
By briAnRcosTer.


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