Slammed

My heart raced as I walked towards the spotlight. I was begging for oxygen by the time I encountered the microphone. It was the first time I was about to do ‘slam poetry’. It still gives me the chills, what a wonderful experience that was. It was almost like the entire room full of people waited on my very words. Anticipation clinging in their eyes, coaxing and empowering me to begin. And then I did, I slammed poetry for the first time and boy, that felt invigorating.

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