Microphone in handA Poem by Julie FranInspired by a singer.
Her body ripped forward, with a microphone in hand.
She sang "You though't me a coward." She breathed."You think that I am!" She puffed up her chest and roared in the phone. "Well let me tell you, You don't know what I am!
© 2015 Julie FranAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJulie FranAboutWelcome, I'm 18 years old. A senior this year and my goal is to continue to improve my writing skills. more..Writing
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