EverydayA Poem by ChrisYou don't know what people are going through. Everyone has their own battle that they must overcome. Sadly not all of us make it through.
Everyday you're beaten a bruised.
Physically abused. Everyday you get pushed around. And their shouting becomes just a sound. Everyday you hide beneath your bed. Their arguing you absolutely dread. Everyday you fake a smile as they pass by. But you know your happiness is a lie. Everyday you have tried your best. Just to become better then the rest. Everyday you try and learn. Never will you let your hopes burn. Everyday till now you were successful. This makes your death quite dreadful. © 2010 ChrisReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 20, 2010 Last Updated on October 20, 2010 AuthorChrisHanover, MDAboutMy birthday is the 26th of May 1992. Quotes: "We're the middle children of history, man--no purpose or place. We have no great war. No great depression. Our great war's a spiritual war. Our grea.. more..Writing
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