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This poem is about poverty in our country..that have tormented and torn our people apart,that have dragged so may through pain and all that they have hoped for has disappeared in the unmerciful poverty.
Poetry | Updated Oct 25, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ayla Daniels
This is a poem I wrote for English class. When it got read aloud, everyone laughed at me for it, but still I hope you enjoy it at least :\
By David Emrich
The story of me losing my dad and how it shaped me.
A personal favorite of mine, it is a beautiful rhyme for me.
Poetry | Updated Sep 6, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Two persons. One young. One old. Standing at a precipice. Standing at the edge of the world. Preparing to jump.