i wrote this poem about two weeks ago its about the aboriginals
You and me different i can see
You have black hair and eyes of brown
skin thats not fair and wear a sad frown
You and me different i can see
You have blond hair and eyes of blue
skin that is fair not much like you
You and me different i can see
you live in the bush and sleep under the stars
I live in a rush and drive around in cars
You and me different i can yet if we both hurt
we bleed just the same we call for our mums in tears of pain
so what ddi you think out of ten im only 12 remember
thanks
2007-08-14
20:35:44
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