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People

A Poem by Jane Doe

Why,
Are teens so cruel,
Cursing,
Yelling, acting a fool.

Crying,
Because of them,
Hating life,
All because im the disformed gem.

My mood falls,
Like oxygen blows,
My teas fall and,
Freely flows.


© 2012 Jane Doe


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Added on January 18, 2012
Last Updated on January 18, 2012

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Jane Doe
Jane Doe

FL



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I miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..

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