The waves crash on the shore,
Food wasted alot more.
The sky to bright at night,
Pollution blocking the beautiful sight.
Unique and amazing in its own little ways,
Too bad it'll die in a couple days.
Masked and armed with a knife,
Stole the precious gift we call life.
A kid, big things they dreamed,
Turn to a worker full of greed.
Why cant we all be friends?
When will this war end?
It was always there from dawn to dusk,
Now its all gone to dust.
Is it really that hard to avoid?
I guess it was all Given and Destroyed.
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Reverberating Lines
ŞiirThis is my Poem and Short Stories book! These poems and short stories are all made by me so please DONT copy them. If your going to use them for a book please ask me for permission through PM(private message) PS. The content of this book can get a...
