Ewer full of lemon juice
Common in the victims of fever
Left for dead, a fever much like youth
Invigorating and dire
Please allow yourself to feel once more
Screams in caves, heard around
Echoes through the dried souls of those who vanished-
-before youth consumed them once more
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
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Oooo, so profound and poignant! Loved your Acrostic!