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Midnight Lamb

should be tired, but I'm not It's cold outside, but i'm hot My mind wanders, and it stalls As I stare at these blue blue walls It's dark in here, but too bright I wish my day was my night I feel safe, but I'm under attack As if my old demons want me back I shouldn't be here, but I am I should be fighting, but I'm a lamb To the slaughter I will soon go And no one, save myself, will know.

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B. Maxine Revolution

Date: 2/3/2014 5:58:00 PM

I dig it! Very relatable -R.R.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/29/2014 9:41:00 AM

I enjoyed reading this one again, congratulations.

Vicky Tsiluma

Date: 1/29/2014 12:10:00 AM

I like the raw openness in this poem Juli-Michelle. How is a lamb supposed to fight? That is the question. When the world doesn't make sense it is inevitable to question our place in it and feel as if we're not where we ought to be. Well written piece.

Eelun Phetmoore

Date: 1/17/2014 8:59:00 PM

I can definitely relate to this. Very well composed.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/9/2013 6:42:00 PM

I wrote a poem about opposites and this reminds me of it. I like how you expressed these apposing ideas in such a cohesive way.

Jiril Clemons

Date: 12/9/2013 12:09:00 PM

Brilliant piece in few words, Juli-Michelle. I enjoyed it deeply. The short expression of personal experience was great. Check out some of mine. Peace.