The Final ActA Poem by Alyssa!!!The Final Actscreeching tires, shattering glass, twisted metal, fibarglass. the scene is set, it all goes black, and so we're in my final act.
the pain i feel, the smell of blood, while tearing eyes begin to flood. i hear some screams now that is that and now we're in my final act.
oh my god! what did i do? because of me our lives are through. like a gun being shot, like our lives we have not.
screeching tires, shattering glass, twisted metal, fibarglass. the scene is set it all goes black, welcome to my final act.
driftin off into the sea, my door is locked without a key. can you see my misery in my final act.
we will all have to face the facts, life is not drawn on a map. this map would be easily burnt but unlike life could be returned...
like screeching tires, shattering glass, twisted metal, fibarglass. the scene is set, it all goes black, and so we end my final act. © 2013 Alyssa!!!Reviews
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7 Reviews Added on May 2, 2008 Last Updated on April 18, 2013 AuthorAlyssa!!!jefferson, GAAboutoiuhygrdeswedrtfghujhygt66666666konitre34azrtybvp0ubhhg7tdwawei!!!!!!!!!!! IN UR FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!=] more..Writing
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