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Intertwined

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Published: September 25, 2016
Four children are born
Each one will play
A pivotal part in
The upcoming play

The first two are the leads
The star-crossed lovers
One's born into affluence
The other without a history

They grow up lost
Unsure where they belong
Until they each find
Their own ways of coping

Their meeting will
Surely result in tragedy
Unless someone else
Makes an intervention

The next two are the sidekicks
The supporting characters
They each mirror the leads
But are each unique

They grew up different
Unsure of their identity
One becomes accepted
The other ostracized

Their meeting happens
Due to strange coincidences
They too may one day
Find a common bond

Their city is at war
The two factions fighting
Is one side truly right
And the other side wrong?

The next generation
Must heal old wounds
Maybe one day
The fighting will cease

Until then the audience
Will keep watching this play
Viewing the actors trying
To fumble their way through

The script was lost long ago
Everyone thinks it's an act
Nobody will come to their aid
They must find their own ending
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© 2016 - 2019 Ylimegirl
A poem about a play.
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You are the first You are the last You are the present You are the past You are my soul You are my light You are my life raft You are my knight New mercies each day You have given to me Because of You I believe Even though I miss the mark And sin pulls us Farther apart You make me strong You never let me go I know this because You love me so.
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stop ruining autumn.
listen: fall makes me think of leaving and of apple cider, though i never liked apple cider. but i liked the idea of it. listen: two years ago i met a boy as fragile as dead leaves who called me his little spring girl. (i'd always liked autumn the best.) he kissed the two soft dimples on the small of my back and told me helikedme helovedme hewantedme. and oh, by the way, "everything good must come to an end." listen: on our one year anniversary we picked out two pumpkins and i drew elephants on them for us to carve. he cut his out so aggressively that it lost its shape. lopped off tusks and broken trunks became just a large, jagged ho
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