Lives wind blows through
Another kid born
His life not decided
Moms problems collided
Dad backs out
doesn’t call
doesn’t look
Another page in an endless book
Kid gets older
Life gets colder
His troubles pile high
Stacks that reach the sky
Mom tried to care
Dad not there
Life not fare
A constant prayer
As life goes on
His troubles show
He finds his foes
He reaches his lows
He meats a girl
Thinks its love
But when push comes to shove
She rises above
She looks away
She doesn’t call
Another day in hell
When people got close
He pushed them away
When he loved her the most
She kept him at bay
His life fell to crumbles
His heart shattered and blown astray
What has come of this lonely day?
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This is a lyrical poem.
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2007-12-18
05:24:28
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2007-12-18
06:03:36 ·
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