November 21, 2018
Behind these four in closed walls,
No windows,
No type of light at all,
Sitting there is a girl with light brown hair,
Seeing if anyone will notice her sitting there,
As people walk by and just look at her,
Beat,
Spit,
And laugh at her,
An old man with gray hair on his head decided to be a helping hand.
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The Edge Poetry
PoetryThis poem book is made to express your feelings and tell others that it's okay to express how you feel through writing but do it in a proper fashion if it's about a person because you may never know what the outcome may be.
