I am 18 years old. I write poems and want to promote them.

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He was dying to the sounds of the orchestra

So tragically yet heroically

Hearing the notes that pierce him to the bone.

He ran all his life,

And always did not make it to the temple.

His hands are rough, cold-

He is almost dead.

Loud screams, terrible torments

Gave birth to the muse of the arts,

Who laughed at his losses.

Life or death?

What sip will he take this time?

The orchestra fades

And the hero dies..

Sorry reader,

The writer feels sorry..

He is not guilty,

That the hero ran all his life.

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