Caged (an acrostic poem)

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Closed off and hurting, licking his wounds

As guards paraded around the bars like small moons orbiting him

Gideon smiled, wiping away the blood from his nose

Everyone thought he was doomed to die at sunrise

Didn’t understand he needed to be close, that he allowed himself to be captured…  Their screams started

Clip (an acrostic poem)

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Cutting out moments in time

Licking and sticking them into her memory

It made her happy collating all of them

Putting the rest of the dross in the recycle bin