Hell.A Poem by Naomi RoseღThis is my first poem, so don't hate! I know its horrible XPThere are crowed hallways, and smoke fills people's nose. This is Hell, I am sure of it now. I am pushed and shoved, scraped and bruised. Help me, I don't deserve to be here. People spit on me, call me bad names. 'Help me', I say. 'Save me from this jail we call home.' © 2011 Naomi RoseღAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on May 1, 2011 Last Updated on May 1, 2011 AuthorNaomi RoseღMy worldAboutWelcome to my world! So, as you see my name is Naomi Rose. Other people may know me as Naomi the lost the ninja. Or just as plain old Naomi XP. I am fifteen years young (bahaha). I write poems a .. more..Writing
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