Poem Book
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Today i got something weighing on my mind
I think of it all the time
It is trouble
Which causes me to rumble
but that person inside
Its taken for a ride
It is hard to bare
for in some people it is very rare
this thought of indignation
is my recognition
of what i want to be in
my future that i seek
it is very hard not to peek
i have a feeling of regret
i know what i did was wrong
but am still like what the heck
i do as if i cared. DONE BY: Pertrice St Pierre
All Rights Reserved
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