Jacob Bland

Rookie - 100 Points (Mission Viejo, California)

This Life - Poem by Jacob Bland

What is it with this life?
What is it with my strife?
What must come from grief?
What must come from disbelief?
Nothing good can come from bad
Nothing happy can come from sad
This life is starting to become a pain
This life has brought nothing to gain

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 4, 2011

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