** this poem based of 2 or 3 songs. this was homework in my English class and I got a 17/20 .**
Not everyone comes of age at the same time.
But sooner or later.
You're going to take on some responsibilities.
You're going to be able to bear your own weight
But when that God forsaken day comes.
You'd better be ready for the bloodshed.
The times are a changing but
War... War never changes.
Look in the history books and it's torn up pages.
War only changes the people's being.
In this apocalyptic wasteland even if you're grown Up^
You don't stop G
R
O
W
N
I
N G.
So if you have a bleeding heart
You best cover it up to keep you looking strong.
Cause if you are frail you don't ever wanna wake up if you don't have a dream worth chasing.
Because those wasteland abominations with eat you alive, limb from limb.
But if you are lucky to be one of us...
You will be crowned one of the lucky ones.
The untouched,
Unharmed,
And unmarked.
But I'm not so lucky.
I've lost one too many good friends
Can't even keep track of 'em.
One by one they
D
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O
P
P
E
D like flies.
Disappearing into the corpse of the infected.
But I've encountered a devil of a person.
Her presence has kept me strong.
She's helped me put myself back >t-o-g-e-t-h-e-r<.
Our two worlds have become one.
I find a partner's only good for getting you killed
But I've been dead all my life
She is my reason to live.
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