On a foggy night, A man sat and turned his torn light of woe,
screamed the man with tearful eyes
''why am I a tree that continues to crouch instead of continuing to grow''
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Oh young night,
under the stars she'd often sit and gaze,
filled her eyes with sad tears,
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Tears are words that the heart can't express.
For it was not into my ears you whispered... but into my heart.
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What’s an I without a We
its nothing as you can clearly see
for a person cannot live without a friend to be
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I am a girl that lives with her sense and imaginary minded. Now I am 15 years old, i have 1 brother & one sister i love writing books, poems i love reading... thank you)
Homeless
On a foggy night, A man sat and turned his torn light of woe,
screamed the man with tearful eyes
''why am I a tree that continues to crouch instead of continuing to grow''
continued the man to cry and wipe
until he fell to his sleep
suddenly saw a sweet home in his heart deep but to his fortune only real in his sleep
after all, what's a man without a home
he will forever be unknown