Jodie Meen Poems

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1.
Us, Robots

Standing in rows like robots,
With a caged personality.
Our uniforms trap us,
Showing no individuality.
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2.
Fifteen - Three

Fifteen weeks and three days,
Times blurred, gone by in a blaze.
Since I saw you in the hospital bed,
Since I saw you take your last breath.
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