Through horrors unseen and minds unclean
The light fades away
In darkness we fall.
In light we cry
We beg for the darkness to say goodbye
But in the light of truth
We wish for the minds of the youth to stay untouched..
The world isn't a nice place...
And we all know it..
We just don't show it.
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To Be Different
PoetryThis, Is a Book of my Very bad poetry, That's correct. I'm a poet. To Be Different Is To be A snow Flake. singular. Slowly Falling. different.. Unaware but Prepared.. Be Different, Be Unique. Be the Needle in the Haystack. or be the straw without s...
