Spiteful taunts and unwelcome prying.
Don’t let them see us crying.
Wings born from trying.
High flying
Nerds.
We wait, until after much lying,
We see the truth untying.
Wings born from trying.
High flying
Words.
We rose above, there’s no denying,
Our gravity-defying
Wings born from trying.
High flying
Birds.
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In response to Mindlovemisery’s Triquint prompt found here
Really nice and beautiful poem
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Thank you! ✨
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Excellent take!
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Thank you 😊
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A very nice poem,… and felt good while reading 🙂
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Aww thank you ✨
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You are welcome !! ❤️
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