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A poem about thing that make me cry.


Submitted:Jan 19, 2007    Reads: 124    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


I can't stand

to see,

The hurt

inside of me,

Noone

To guide,

Those

Who can not see...

Sometimes I cry..alone.

Children

Who have no home,

Companies

Full of food,

Still children

Go hungry,

Living

In shelters,

When it is cold,

Sometimes I cry..alone.

The gun,

They're still,

Ablaze,

More sons,

Go out,

Each day,

More hurt,

Confused,

People,

In pain,

Sometimes we cry..alone.





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