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A Dangerous Game

Callie Z., Fishers, IN By Jade.I.AmThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time., Noblesville, IN

It's cold where I keep
all my shame.
It's hard to play
a losing game.

I don't feel much,
I don't cry.
I won't help you,
I'll let you die.

And that's okay,
and that's alright.
I won't love you
out of spite.

But can't you hear me,
breaking, banging?
Against these stone-cold daggers,

All around me,
a dangling cage.
A precarious thing,
I made it — rage.

A feather's touch
could send them flying.
Towards the ground,
My strength is dying.

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