Weak Poem by Miss Aurora

Weak



I TRULY DETEST A MAN THAT LETS A MAN RULE HIS LIFE, A WEAK MAN, AND THEREFORE CANNOT BE A 'MAN'. PITIFUL AND LITTLE, THIS BOY DOES NOT KNOW THYSELF. RUN ALONG, RUN ALONG, DON'T LET THE TEARS OF ANOTHER BOY RIDDLE U WITH GUILT. LIKE TOO SMALL A CATCH, ITS BEST TO RELEASE THE YOUNG AND IMMATURE, FOR THEY OFFER LITTLE ON ONES PLATE AND NEVER SATISFY THE HUNGER.

Friday, March 28, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: tears
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A true sugn of BRAVERY. Regards- Pradeep

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