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Imperfection


“Mistakes make us human”

but my mistakes make me dead.

I found myself pondering if it would come again.

My life will soon be over,

after 50 years, 

of pain torture and labor.

All to get myself ahead

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erosenfeld21

I am a high school senior, I love to write in general, photography, and acting. Writing, especially poetry, has helped me not only grow in my talent but also get my inner critic to vanish and fuel my writing. I began writing poetry my sophomore year in high school with my first piece being about nature, and I have continued on with poetry and learned from each writing to make the next one better. Poetry is definitely something I am passionate about, there is just something about how one stanza can bring so much impact to the piece.

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