Catelin Barr Poems

I'm a beggar on the street.
All I want is something to eat.
You ask for one word that describes me.
Well here's three.
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People are so worried about themselves.
They don't have time for anyone else.
They're so worried about terrorists.
Well what they don't think about is the terrorist that lives next door.
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Boring, tragic, what a drag.
The day goes by so slow.
Study, study, study.
That's all you hear.
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I feel a pain in my side.
I touch it.
Looking at my hand I see red.
Is it blood?
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Tears falling from my face.
They pour out of my eyes.
They expose me head to toe.
I can't help what I'm about to do.
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In the corner.
By the chair.
There are different people everywhere.
The burnout.
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Helping always goes down the drain.
No matter what you do.
The person your helping just says screw you.
They don't take your advice.
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like a rose.
as still as light.
like the first child to some.
as uncommon as color.
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My Love For You is...
an endless river.
a white rose.
the wind through your hair.
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