I've decided to try starting a bleme. :) The rules are simple: when you see an LJ entry with this bleme, post a piece of your high school poetry in your LJ. preferably one that fairly screams high school poetry. A poem that might as well be wearing horn-rimmed glasses and smoking a clove cigarette.

Here's mine, written when I was 15:

I live in a prison of the mind,
I try to escape, but fail.
The warden is anything but kind,
I am the warden of my jail.

From: [identity profile] precrisisyertle.livejournal.com


Highschool isn't too distant for me, only being a college sophomore currently, but I think mine is already lost to the confines of my old crashed HD, victims along with my über Enlgish paper that I used for two different classes with slight modications to get A's both time that probably had a few more good uses left in it. I still mourn its loss :(
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