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The night

Poetry By: Shaq99

A short poem about the struggles we face in life.

Submitted:Dec 7, 2006    Reads: 72    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

The night

Cold harsh roads long and strewn with sadness is all i see

lighters and ash smoke and newspapers crumbled beneath my feet is all i live in

benches and oceans inviting, and birds tasting the sunlight is all i dream of

fallen angels, once believers, american patriots, hard men of hard times are my known


when will i be alive again ??


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