LockersA Poem by Jane DoeOh how I hate them, They hate me too, I have proof, A bumb on my eye from the corner of another.
Lockers burn from how they are used they dislike it, But they take it out on people like me, Innocent and short, They're objective is to show you who's boss.
Oh how I hate them, They hate me too, I have proof, A bumb on my eye from the corner of another.
Lockers, Stupids lockers, Hurtful lockers, Lockers SUCK! © 2010 Jane Doe |
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1 Review Added on December 23, 2010 Last Updated on December 23, 2010 AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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