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Bellum Divide
Bela, my Bela,
    we’re cracking and breaking,
 dwelling and dwelling
    on this as we’re shaking
 in shivering cold,
    and you claim that you’re taking
    your leave, but you’re breaking my heart.
 
 We’re falling. We’re falling.
    We’re failing and helpless
 and struggling and struggling,
    you look at our hapless
 and pitiful state,
    and you claim that we’re hopeless,
    but I’m helpless to do but hope.
 
 And Bela, my Bela,
    Your beautiful silence
 Is belling and belling
    In echoing cadence
 And shattering glass
    In my heart and conf?dence,
    but silence is all we can hear.
 
 We’ve differed and differed
    and damaged all this,
 and suffered and suffered
    and feared it amiss,
 and longing to stand
    in the raging of change,
    this is our Bellum Divide.
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But here I am, 19, and soon unable to call myself a "teen" anymore. It's been a year at least since I've posted anything here, and I've made a lot, written a lot, learned a lot. So I'll satisfy myself with the fact that they must have fixed something, because I logged in today without jumping through hoops, and post everything I've done over the past couple years that wasn't posted before. For anyone who had been watching for me to post,I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
Oh, and my writing's improved, I think. The aviary is one of the only poems previously posted here that I can really be proud of... but now I have a few more. So comment away, and let me know what I've missed this past year!