Unwritten Pages
28 May, 2004
Author: Prue Halliwell
This world is full of hate
Some people may call it fate
boys on the run
Not being able to be seen in the sun
Life is like a blender
but there's no mender
they run from the police
they may think of them as beast
Punks,thugs, or any other kind
fight to the end knwing they will get fined
they got shot
but they still do pot
they just don't care
and their life isn't fare
they dont have any tears
nor do they have fears
they look so strong and brave
but they always misbehave
they die at the youngest ages
with unwritten pages
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Saturday, May 29 2004, 10:17 pm How's life? It's good to still be alive... And, I know your comment doesn't show hate towards them for some of their actions, but it's more like a voice, to let them know that they don't always have to make the wrong decision, and comply with their friends........ Letting them know, that they can be their own person, under their own identity... I wish it wasn't like this either.... I hope you catch someone's attention.... LOL! This is a "think twice" kind of poem, and hope it catches someone's attention..... Smiles, Meridian |
| Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Saturday, May 29 2004, 10:17 pm Hey Prue Halliwell! Didn't mean to say the same thing twice... Sorry Smiles, Meridian |
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