Title: A Puddle
Author: D.R. Ward
Age: 15
Date: 8-11-14
A Puddle
I gaze upon,
The sky,
While staring at the ground.
A reflection so clear,
So pristine,
Breathtaking.
Is it deep?
Shallow?
I wonder....
Growing bigger,
Drying up,
So sad,
A stroke of luck.
A puddle,
A gateway,
To the sky.
The question is,
At the end,
Where does this puddle lead to,
Where does it lie?
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Literature
COMING OF AGE AND COMING OUT
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Cathy grew up here in Birmingham, spending her whole life not going more than one hundred and fifty miles from Birmingham.
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COMING OF AGE AND COMING OUT part 2
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Literature
What am I without my words, love?
What am I without my words, love?
I could try to write them down
They wouldn't be nearly as elegant as you, love
I could try to sing them out
But they wouldn't sound as beautiful as you look, love
I could try to publish them
But would you hear them or see them, love?
I could try to pour my words into a cake
But would you be able to taste them, love?
I could try to just say them, scream them, moan them
But would you ever hear me, love?
Would you notice me, love?
The ugly lonely nowhere girl in the corner of the world
Yearning for the pretty everywhere girl in the spotlight
Tell me, love, cuz the universe will not show me
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