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20h
The room is thick like poured molasses
Broken only by lights and camera flashes
The reason for my birth is suddenly clear
The newest idol has arrived, a crowd draws near
When I enter a room, everyone stops to stare
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes
I was born to transfix the masses
This poem represents how I feel on the inside after seeing the attention my recent poem got.
Written by
Libelle Marcellus  19/F
(19/F)   
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