Challenge
Poetry
Write something about school
School
I liked going to school,
first years were like magic
then suddenly it all become tragic.
My little heart in constant agony
my father's first slams mahogany:
"You have one job and you can't do it right!"
my face turned red from crying,
my mothers face is marble,
all this kids point at me,
But now it's all finished,
I'm free swinging from a tree.
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