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My Own Narcissus
Lay your pencil down
If you fill my pot with water
Why ask me not to drown?
I am a flower
But not your crown
That ink wasn’t made
For your hand
These words weren’t written
For you to understand
She didn’t made me for your
Touch
You lean on me, so easily
But where's my crutch?
There isn’t an x-ray
Clear enough
Lay your head down
These lips are too rough
When they part
Water fills them with a lust
But I do not drown
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Hello! My name's Evelyn. I'm 14 years old, and in 8th grade. I wrote this piece to show young girls like me that they deserve better!