Last in Line

You were there once before

Soundly present but
Never present--

Standing in line with the rest
But you were never, ever
Second best.

If this is a curse
I've cursed myself,
A reckless drunk--
Stealthy wealth.

In my head, you cured the worst
But in truth, you pursed your mirth.
It was fun for you,
As it was for me,
But now in this time of infancy
You must stand up, rise up
And step out of line.
Because now everything can finally be

Just fine.

Please comment :)

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DeadlyPoetic88
February 4

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well done. but im curious what this is about.. i have my ideas..or i should say had... they were torn away with each on coming line
bludstaindsoliloquy
February 4
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just fine . . . something you hope for but never comes.

I feel like it flowed well . . . despite the fact that it's set up spoke against it. It was clear concise and spoke loud. Well written. I loved the flow meter, tempo. I would revise this carefully because I feel the first draft was veri creatively done and won't need much of a touch up.

Good on ya mate!

Maggie