Poem -

Senior

Another year begins and I know that it is my last.
For when the end comes near-
And the seasons change again-
I enter something greater than myself.
Beyond my vibrant dreams of summer is the unsaturated reality of becoming an adult.
This is my last and I wish I could've savored the taste from before.  
The smell of bitterness consumes my childish lingering senses and prepares me for more. 
But all-time results this way for that is what it means to 
grow up-

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Marion

You know I actually thought this was about death untill I read the tags then I realised it is about a death...of childhood. Great write x

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