It all started in a beautiful day
Sun out beach parties lined up their yellow thighs
And all that could be shown
Blue skies up there like I'm living a dream
Maybe a fairytale I'm also not sure
The time came when the parties had to kick off
So many people crowding, criminals wouldn't be seen
We went there to take what money can't buy
We got what we wanted but people lost their lives
We got what we wanted but lovers lost lovers
And friends lost friends
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Distorted
PoetryI've been writing for years . And some of my works on here were written when I was younger and didn't have the best understanding of writing .So bear with me because those don't reflect who I am as a writer anymore . . . . I believe, the BEST way t...
