Silent night, Quiet night
All is gone, From this fight
Paint this art, On my wrist
Scream, yell and tighten my fists
Soon, I'll be in peace
Soon, I will be in peace
By me, Lainebug001
Word count: 33
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoesíaI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
