7/31/08
1/22/09
The Green Children of Woolpit
I was depressed, too, but I didn't let it destroy me.
In some ways, it was just nice to be different,
famous,
exciting.
But nobody likes a sore winner
so I kept this to myself:
pretended to be sad all along.
And even though they thought I should be happy,
when the green faded, I cried.
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