Classes Poem by anna sprague

Classes



as i sit in class
i look down
seeing the blood
i feel so proud
but i hope no one will notice
i hope no will see
what happens when i fall to peices
what happens when im just me

Thursday, April 10, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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