Talent Show Failure

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*sings*

I'm not trying to pressure you

Just can't stop thinking of you

You ain't really got to be my girl-friend

I just wanna know your name

*singing ends*

I first met her in my dreams turned reality

And she was so divine

I need you by my side like a gangsta need a nine

And you can count on me like a Rolex tell time

Time..... Time... Time...

Time heals all wounds even the scars you don't seek but feel

A rendition of this poem it feels surreal

This piece was performed in 2017 to little fanfare

Stuttered, Stumbled, and fumbled the ball

Courage now two years later exude from my soul

As those same words cascade, a waterfall of confidence push them forward

My talent show failure has become my poetry saving grace

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