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"Live while you're young"


They shout it as advice They think they’re helping Adults spew their cautionary tales From the balcony of age They are too high to hear I say I’m scared They yell I’m fine I mutter a plea for help But they can’t hear it over the roar of regret They are too focused in on the sound of their story To notice how the pressure to enjoy myself builds And they watch with hollow eyes as I collapse Still reminiscing 
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ARPoggy

I can't imagine a world where I get better, I really want to see it When you secretly replace your personality with a mental illness🥴😶😔🤚🤦‍♀️

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Annette M Velasquez
Philosophical and thought-provoking. I like your use of language and metaphor. " the balcony of age" is excellent. The entire poem shows a knowledge of allusion, metaphor and symbolism- great techniques to have.

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