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Interesting development. I submitted a poem I wrote for grade 10 english into a poetry contest a while back.
Now I'm up for Poet of the Year. This confuses me. I'm also now published in 3 books.
The only problem is that those cheap skates won't pay for my plane trip to Orlando for the ceremony. Even if I was sure to win I couldn't afford to fly there.
But I'm honored to be nominated.
I shall share with you the poem. It's about teen suicide.
Dark Eyes
By: Dylan Innes
Nervous silence,
Shaky hands,
Blue Pills,
Dark eyes.
Dry mouth,
Forced swallow,
Uneasy feeling,
Dark eyes.
Mind racing,
Cold sweat,
Spinning room,
Dark eyes.
Pounding head,
Distorted vision,
Numb skin,
Dark eyes.
Heart pounding,
Silent screaming,
Blank stare,
Dark eyes.