cris son. Poems

little angels
vanish everyday
knowing there be blessed one day
saying help me jesus
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You see me run and play
You see me laugh and cry
But there is one place
you'll never see me
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i'm 15 years old
soon to be 16
i'm in grade 9
and have a cat named charlie
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A little angel with a heart of gold
Vanished on a night so cold
She kicked and screamed, But nobody heard
A beauty queen, who would've gone far
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some teenagers makes mistakes. some say things or do things that they don't really mean. some are suicidal, and some don't really know who they really are.
it's adults job to put us in place. we will mess up, and get into fights. but that's how we teens work. it's your guys job, to keep us in line.
alot of people are afraid of teenagers. but, don't they remember they were one to? alot of teens turn to drugs, drinking, and smoking. but where are the adults in this case? don't they care?
some teenagers leave home before the age of 18. some teens may feel hurt, confused, sad, abanded, alone. but some don't say anything. till all that builds up. they snap at there friends. as an animal would to it's enemy. the teen may not mean to. they may feel sorry or guilty. they could loose a friend they can never get back.
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I wish I could hate you, it would hurt less
I'm tired, the kind that sleep can't fix
I'm tired of holding on, I'm tired of life
depression has destroyed me, it made me suffer
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when christmas comes
you make a list
about 50 feet
or more long
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When I look outside, I see a dirt road
It reminds me of the olden days
When people use to ride horses
And wear old fashioned clothes
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I'm no more then a lonely girl, Terrified of going home
Afraid of what life would bring
A hand of an angry person, Words that cut so deep
There's a tear in my eye
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You look at me with hatred and anger
I look at you with love and understanding
You come home every night drunk
You beat me, you hurt me
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