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A short poem about the struggles we face in life.
Submitted:Dec 7, 2006 Reads: 71 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
soulmates
when will i be alive again ??
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