(The following comes from Natalia's Poetry assignment)
I am alone.
There was no one.
Mocked and insulted.
On the outside looking in.
I am nothing.
This I am told.
Take away the pain.
Why is the world cold?
WAIT!
I...am special?
This I am told.
Gone is the pain.
The world is not so cold.
I am something!
No longer alone!
Loved and Praised!
On the inside looking out!
Creative Writing: Poetry Assignment
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