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Maddy Miller Poem
Hands interlocking
A smile that holds no hidden shame
A lake in a world on fire
Waves whispering promises of a future
Where even here
I am found
Copyright © Maddy Miller | Year Posted 2025
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Maddy Miller Poem
Fire licks at skin,
Burning, baking.
Blood spatters in the snow,
Dripping, staining.
The winter night was so cold,
Biting, freezing.
Now the fire keeps me warm,
Breathing, thinking.
She made a sound when she died,
Crying, wheezing.
I made a sound when it touched me,
Screaming, yelping.
A fire that does not burn,
Doesn’t warm.
A hunt without violence,
Doesn’t feed.
Copyright © Maddy Miller | Year Posted 2025
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