a Poem by Raquel Swann
My stocks have been crashing,
The margin call has come,
I landed on boardwalk,
and you have hotels.
Nine high, no pairs,
while they hold the aces,
Cubic Zirconia,
in a box full of diamonds,
A store with no merch,
A comic that’s ripped,
websites without content
a song with no sound,
A tv, no picture,
A solider without a gun.
totally worthless,
without purpose.
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This is a very revealing poem. I love the transparency in it and I’m happy to have read it. I see myself in it and I wanted you to know, you are anything but worthless. You’ve started a beautiful forum for people to come together and support one another. I love your writing style too. It’s very raw and to the point.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. I just try to capture my emotions as real as they in the moment. Had a bad moment! I’m glad you enjoy my writing! ❤️
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