My room
Can be a fantasy castle
where I,
The brave dragon,
defeat horrid, screaming witches.
My room
Can be an icy, cruel, dungeon
where I, the prisoner,
is locked up heartlessly.
My room
Can be a ski lodge,
Where I, a freezing orphan in the snow,
Step into the wave of comforting wave of warmth.
My room
Can be a wild, funky, colorful, neon dance club
Where I, a dreamer and passionate dancer,
Can express myself.
Any way I'm feeling
My room knows somehow
just what to be
and it's amazed me every time.
Here is some poetry for you! This was started in 2010, when I was in 4th grade. I plan to continue for a long time! By the way, I thought of all these, so feel free to enjoy but don't steal!
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