Poems from ecimase

I am a normal teen trying to find his voice.
They are the few They are the proud These few, these proud Always so brave In the darkest hour Despite our treatment Of these heroes These...
Family, Such a misleading term What does it mean?   Really Is it who we are Related to directly   Or maybe, It is the people we cherish So...
We all have a dream That we hold so dear So difficult, they seem But we always keep them near For within our hearts Are those secret...
I could always await Your wonderful company Even with the hate From others, I receive Nothing could be better Than being with you The long...
Everyday, I wake and wander    Wondering what the world will behold Dreading things get torn asunder Always, with you, closely held  ...

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