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A spark...

A flame...

A burst of burning light...

It grows and grows...

It's never ending...

It lights up the night sky...

The burns,

It hurts,

I want to be them.

Those girls, with their perfect hair

Perfect faces

Perfect bodies.

Shining stars

Of perfection

Not a blemish to be seen on their faces

  i had a dream a night ago,

a dream i fell in love.

in love with a childish poet.

but it was strange,

not like any dream of love i've ever had.

it was in my school cafeteria,

he was new,

today i am sixteen,

but in five days i turn seventeen

i lie on the bridge between my childhood,

and the promising future ahead of me.

as i held dearly onto my most beloved stuffed animal,

     My name is Lucy Danto. I am in the eighth grade at the McCullough Junior High School in Texas. Please, if even for a brief moment, let my voice be heard. 

maybe one day i'll see you

at a class reunion 20 years in the future

you'll have gotten taller than i am in heels

your hair will no longer be curled and bleached but