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I just want to share a poem i made for a literary contest at my school.... bashfully it won...

___________________'s
poem about being owned

You are ______'s owned brightest,
once hoaxed by the world of that nears...
Like years

You are ______'s decalred largest,
twice scared of the boogie man under a small bed...
Yes, it said.

You are ______'s framed picture,
thrice bored with pale stories about rivers, streams and dreams...
Moons gazing on reflections...
Actions...

You are ______'s wonderful actor,
many times fooled by looms created by the nice shadows...
created by stars--
NOT wars

You are ______'s slave,
forever barren into ages, pages...
That make novels hooked into dust...
rust.

You are owned.


2nd Honorable Mention
12th Literary Awards-TORCH Publications.
Genoveva Edroza-Matute