The Forest
I wasn't the only one playing dress-up
I ventured into my mother's closet
And entered a new world
I disovered shiny, sparkly, glittery things
I venturd into my mother's closet
I picked out every color, every item
I discovered shiny, sparkly, glittery things
I spent what felt like days in that world
I picked out evey color, every item
I drowned in a pile, rising for air
I spent what felt like days in that world
I was the hero
I drowned in the pile, rising for air
And entered a new world
I was the hero
And I saved the universe
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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