I never thought
I’d break tradition,
but emotions
have too much ammunition.
Blasting me with
feelings,
poetry begins my
healing.
I’m frantically
seeking closure
‘cause I can’t
believe it’s over.
High school came
and went
and now I’m
being sent,
commissioned by
God
I’m joining his
squad.
I’ll miss this
place,
but once again
I’ll show my face
for this is not
good-bye,
it’s I’ll see
you later.
06 June 2012
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