Bessemer BubblesA Poem by Gypsy WillowFearing wha's good With a need for perfection Impossible goals With only Ana as friends.
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Mutilating the canvas That is our life Carving the pain Bleeding our tears.
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Cowering in fear Of their iron hande Dreading the hate Of family ties.
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Sitting in darkness Thinking it out Plotting pros and cons Of ceasing to breathe.
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Fighting the nigthmares That constantly haunt Taunting the fact Of stolen innocence.
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Another teenage life So sad and full of angst But I don't want to be Another teen statistic.
© 2008 Gypsy Willow |
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1 Review Added on December 2, 2008 AuthorGypsy WillowStaunton, VAAboutI've been writing since I was thirteen and it will always be my passion. I really wanted to go to Pratt to major in Creative writing, but that is a dream left for when I have a larger pocket. I am 19 .. more..Writing
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