Being alone in the storming cold.
Sleeping on the sidewalk with no one to hold.
Sleeping on the sidewalk all alone.
Hear my scream, hear my shout.
Help me find a bed tonight.
Don't walk away when I beg,
You don't know the pain I feel through my veins.
So please donate to help me find my way.
A little poem about homelessness.
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A Gift To You
PoetryDifferent poems for different situations. I tried to make them as realistic and raw so they may contain real events.
