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Friday, November 25, 2011

From &To

From the crackheads and Ghetto streets

To the rapidness of my heart beats
From parents always out

To no food in your house

From the days of long hunger

To the days making me stronger

From outside playing in the streets

To coming home with nothing to eat

From watching your brothers and sisters every night

To seeing better things for us in sight

From Hoping house to house

To moving school to school unannonced

From Not having clothes to wear

To you being gone giving my heart a scare

From wonderig when you would come home

To me feeling all alone

From Being a parent at the age of 8

To me knowing we would soon escape

From dreaming in our hard wood beds

To keeping knowledge in our heads

From beng alone and having no one

To be loved and cared for by everyone

From being young and in the ghetto

To having great people called heros

From all the things I'd like to have the courage to say

To me being scrared and thinking about them everyday!

-Love milly♥
Jamelia Lane
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