milky way -
you asked me,
"what are you worth?"
I didn't know.
my words said:
"let us tell you.
when you cry, your eyes burn
copper.
two eyes are worth
two coins in the wishing well
that sink oh-so-fast
to the bottom, where they merge
with all the other coins
and will never leave."
my eyes are two-penny eyes;
my poems are two-penny poems;
my love a two-penny love;
my heart, a two-penny heart.
I am two-faced and
worthless,
living a two-penny life. I
can only hope that one day
I'll taste molten metal and
shine a bronzeless gold.
- two-penny girl
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answering the question: "what am I worth?"
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exceptional for your age... I never had such talent at 11...
impressed? you bet I am
two pennies for my thoughts?
no way
this ones free
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greatgreatgreatgreat.
uh. wow too.
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I loved this -- especially the end, the last stanza took my breath away. the whole thing was brilliant; the almost-narrative almost-letter style worked fabulously. beautiful poem!
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This is brill. I love the idea of "when you cry, your eyes burn
copper."
That was my favourite line (or two technically).
Great job.
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living a two-penny life. I
can only hope that one day
I'll taste molten metal and
shine a bronzeless gold."
Wow...your writing is incredible.
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a good piece of poetry penned with a fine grace and style for one so very young in life's magical lanes.
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this is good.
and i'm impressed by the sheer amount of poetry you churn out.
i used to write like you do, like four or five pieces a day, and now i'm kindof stuck in a place where it's only one or two every other week.
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beautiful poem. though hopefully you don't actually think you're worthless
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