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Aug 2013
being held under
was a
gift
experience
test
game

i took it seriously
i created
endlessly
mercilessly
without realizing

because that's what you do
when you get held under
you find a way to breathe

but mine was temporary
and the water is rising
and there is no way to breathe
i wasted it
my resources

now my cries for air
are not seen as
a cry for help
they are for
attention
the spotlight

because drowning
is the same
as bursting forth
from the water
yes this poem is cliche as all hell but it is a very good way to sum up my experiences with a lot of stuff okay thanks
amanda
Written by
amanda  south florida
(south florida)   
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