Slam Poetry 2A Poem by OctiA second one.
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Just another something you're going to hurt. Just another something you're going to leave behind. What if it's me? I don't want you to go. By leaving me, you're something behind. But I'm the first of many more to come. What if it's your friends? They want you to stay, to smile, to laugh, to cry with them throughout their lives. What if it's your family? I know you've got a mother, a father, and a sister, who love you. What if it's your pets? You have a hedgehog. Who's going to feed him his special cat food? Who's going to let him out of his cage to add company to the person working on homework? What if it's your belongings? Without you, they have no purpose. They are yours, and yours only, not anyone else's. They could be recycled, reused, regiven, but it will never be the same. What if it's your teachers? They will see an empty seat in their classroom, one less head listening to their lecture. What if it's you? You have so much, and will leave behind more than what you already have. So don't go, stay with the world to smile, to laugh, to cry with everyone you'll ever meet. Stay to stay.
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