Small

Small

A Poem by FaeryQueen
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Why do I feel so small?

When can I grow?

 

 

I miss being a clueless.

Figuring out everything

As it started to fall in place

Under my feet

 

There is nothing here for me

Nothing but the sweet scent of something that’s rotted away

I feel so small

Small

Becoming smaller

And smaller

Smaller

Smaller

 

© 2016 FaeryQueen


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Added on January 3, 2016
Last Updated on January 3, 2016