Poems from Poetville

When calamity fell my lesson was learnt. With the roof gone I had to know how to pitch a tent. I ignored reproof and you can see by the...
One day I met you. The other day came and I loved you. More days came and so did you. Days became weeks and now I can't find you. I say...
Our struggle is real and without hope of ending. Sweet at first but now its hard to handle and heart aching . With every penny lost and...
Free but under the dome Of subtle and guile abuse, Be at the place I call home  Or even at school while trying to put my mind to good use....
Alone in bed again Above it but deep in pain. Buried in the sheets of shattered hope After watching people cry as my casket was let down...

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