Tribute
(Inspired By The Hunger Games) Today is The Reaping A day of happiness But also sadness Families relieved their children will not be slaughtered for entertainment But others who are aren't as glad Families who weep Their children now have been reaped Thousands of names in a bowl But only two dead But today is different My sister is dead But she is alive For I have brought her back to life I am a tribute And so is the boy with the bread We both are now dead Just like my father However I might be Victor If I fight With my life and the boy with the bread I am a tribute Yet am I dead Along with the boy with the bread
2018-08-25 22:50:01
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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