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the taste of cigarettes
and alcohol mixed
in with the air
but it could never
ward off the lingering
tint of the suicidal kids
their yearns for death
grasped any newcomer
that came their very way
and their sudden
shouts and hollers
for sudden fate echoed
they attracted the new
and the old in their way
and their obsessive
desire for the touch of death
plagued the city around
but those who didnt
give in to this unfulfilled
fate of despair
were crowned the saviors
of these broken and
deadly kids around
yet they were forced
to suddenly give in
but their despise
for the lust of death
was never forgotten
as their life was stolen
through the eyes of
the suicidal kids
YOU ARE READING
echoes
Poetry" thoughts which echo but are never spoken " all these poems are written by me and only me >> please do not copy and claim them as your own
