Experiments I’ve tested on me,
trouble is key,
a raft that’ll throw me in darkness,
cars that will send unbelievable gifts like punches,
decades filled with insults,
I run and don’t stop to look back.
No food, no water.
Never leaves my head, never.
Sailors taunt me with burgers and water.
Nobody here, but me,
nothing but green grass.
I’m old, but not dead yet.
Midnight fills me,
nothing fills my body.
My life ends with a lily.

by Gwyneth, 4th grade


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