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The Spark

by audreyelise

I fear I have lived far too much life in far too little time.

In my 16 years I have loved and died and been revived more times than one could possibly count.

I fear the amount of life I’m allotted is running out.

My spark is running out.

My will to live is running out.

I lit the fuse too early and someday soon,

I’m going implode.

 
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<p>Hey Audrey,</p><p>I&#39;m a 2019 Power Poetry Intern. I love your poem!&nbsp; The second line is so powerful.&nbsp; Our team would like to share your work on social media.&nbsp; We can link your accounts, or if you prefer, keep you anonymous.&nbsp; Please reply to this comment letting me know if we can share your poem.&nbsp; Thanks for your great work!</p><p>Best,</p><p>Ashley</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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