AustinA Poem by Miss WorldAn actual poem
There is a boy named Austin, who fights everyday
There is a girl named Leslie, who cried herself to sleep There is a guitar and a hospital bed There is a voice that Austin can use There is a shoulder for Leslie to cry on Then there is a happy moment There is a small moment when Austin wins his battle with life There is a glimmer of happiness for Leslie when she doesn't have to cry Then there is a funeral Then everyone cries Then Austin sees a girl Then the girl sees him Then they cry together © 2011 Miss WorldAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on June 13, 2011 Last Updated on June 13, 2011 AuthorMiss WorldNVAboutWelcome to my world; My name is Courtney, and I have a last name too! I'm 16 years of age I write. I dance. And I have an ironic love for Hole. I'm a person. more..Writing
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