Dread Poem by Z.J Christopher

Dread



You don't see the tears I shed,
You cant feel all my dread,
You just like to bring me pain,
By your stupid little game,
I sorry if you don't care,
But in all truth I do hear,
I in all truth I rather be dead,
Then die slowly by this dread.

Friday, February 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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I was sitting there in class when people were talking about me so im sad...
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