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This poem is about my kindness to my fellow friends and how they return none of it. And the kindness that is returned to me from others I call my friends. My true friends. I explain my land that I live is an evil place and places evil upon my heart, so a new journey I must travel elsewhere.
Submitted:Jul 1, 2012 Reads: 11 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
I feed these people
With kindness
They see this and yet no return
The ones who truley see
The best side of me
are who I call my friends
This valley so low
My heart can not follow
for evil is placed in my heart
I will be gone soon
To a place of rejoice
Where my heart will see anew.
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