I Am A Broom
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Lara Girling, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2010
I am a broom.
I must always fix the mess
that you create for me
You disrespect me.
Throw me around
as if I mean nothing to you
I need to become a sponge.
So I can soak up your insults
and let go of them
along with the pain you inflict