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My Life:

By EpiceEmilie, Dearborn, MI

I am pursued
by those who think of me
as one with no brain:
another vapid teen.

There's some truth to this lie,
this I must admit,
but some of what they think
is a load of s


I'm dramatic it's true,
that I can't deny,
but I don't just pretend
that the world cares for my life.

I don't broadcast my voice
across the voiceless plains
for fear of hearing echoes
echo back again.

And never do I think
in sickly sweet cliches.
Though people speak in these,
as I've seen all my days.

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