Cry
Bridges are burned
People are lost
They struggle to find their way back.
They wonder what is happening around them.
They cry for help, but nobody can hear their cries.
Why can't people hear them cry?
They think their lives are bad, but others lives are worse.
They need help
Nobody listens
They cry out.
Hear them!
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Summerforever2014
I love writing peotry. When I write all my fears, and sadness go away. I also love to dance it's another way I express how I feel. I normally don't let people read my poems, but it's time they do.
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