Original Poem

Fall Fall is the dancing breaze in the wind It is the leaves getting ready to fall Fall is the pumpkin spice sweets It is the thanksgiving feast Fall is for the costumes and scares It’s the time for candy that will last till spring   Fall is for pumpkin picking It is the corn […]

Blackout poem

Blackout poem

I hate your I hurt I can’t bear it go away leave me alone I was so useless so weak how could I live I knew them I liked them but they had endured me many of them were even smiles even laughing the faces of the sick had haunted me

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