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I am so sick of being stuck in the second actWhen everything I have worked for, just goes to s**t.Because that’s just it, that’s lifeIt&rs..
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Pray little birds, do sing for mePray little birds, do singFor thy song is a thing of unaltered joyThat us devoid of sorrow or strifeBringing gentle c..
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You hear that?
Nothing.
That is what is heard everyday by ears
Which should hear the crys of fear
From the engines of our hearts running out of ga..
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I can not be what you desire,The perfection that you lust.But for thy radiant beauty,I will do what I must.The life you wish I can not giveThe ideal o..
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Through observation of life and deathReceiving the knowledge of old.Scars and stories to tell us allOf days of blood and cold.Knowledge to them aloneS..
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God decided to paint today,On the canvas of the sky.With brush strokes smooth and swift,As the red breast flies.Soft colours of sunset,Orange and yell..
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I can’t have a conversation with my friends,
But I can text them.
She can’t afford to buy a new phone,
But he can buy three.
John can&..
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"Yeah Sir",""No Sir","Can I go to the loo?"No, be quiet, you have work to do."Ah Sir, come on, be sound"It is to ignorance these people are bound.This..
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Some of the feelings in this poem are exaggerated to try and make better poetry.
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This is my first attempt at free verse so apologies in advance. Also, Line 15 is based off a quote from Tony Gaskins.
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