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Broken Morning

Poetry By: LeAnne
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Well, i got thinking what if the world was to end tomorrow?

i really needed learn of other things happening around me. It doesn't really makes sense, but read on!


Submitted:Jun 17, 2008    Reads: 223    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


Broken Morning

A rain drop falls upon nature's cheek.

They sky turns dark

and gusty winds blow

Even so, she walks her morning walk,

and take in the smell of storms.

She sense a broken morning.

For every second of the day,

a person cries with pain,

and death arouses on others.

Car accidents happen,

fights turn deadly,

and danger takes all.

And so the sun rises

to the creation of man

and sets at its misery.





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