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Bullseye
  I’m simply a target
  for everyone else;
  a basic practice board.
  Pounded and punctured
  by the sharp points
  people shoot out at me.
  I know they don’t mean to hurt me,
  but they do, anyway
  and it pokes holes in my side.
  They don’t know this,
  so I’m saying it now.
  They always hit the bullseye.
   

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This is another one of the two poems I submitted into the ACSI poetry competition. This poem went farther than my end-rhyme, FeeBee, and I am proud of it. I was being pushed down, so I wrote. once again, these things come up when I sift through my computer.