Treasure Island

Danya Qattea


Boy- Girl


Nails bitten through nervous habit.
Children running as fast as a rabbit.
Children laughing through nervous joy.
Having stole a brand-new toy.
Boy.

Perfectionist talking in excited tones.
Friend sighs over the phone.
Ballerina does a perfect swirl.
Ending with a little twirl.
Bows down.
A flashing pearl.
Girl.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

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I was listening to a song on a bus with a friend and it some of the lyrics stuck out to me. I used words from the song that I remember in this piece. Not telling what the words are though, so don't ask ;)

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