Torn Poem by Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

Torn



Our joy is shredded, and our hearts are ripped apart
These words are embedded, while these wounds are carved
Lives that have come crashing down; lives that wear a frown
Neighborhoods with no houses; thorns without a rose
Marriages with no propose
This is a part of life, as it will always be
One day you’ll learn for yourself; one day you will see
Just how torn I am being

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Rubber Ducky 18 January 2009

There is alot of emotion in it. It is really good.

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