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My poem. Life.


STEAMO

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Scared.

Innocent.

Unaware.

Never knowing whats coming next.

If only you knew then.

Pain.

Saddness.

Cuts.

The truth is too much for a child of 5. Or 8.

But when the truth is too much for a young adult of 13 you know.

You know.

You know its hard.

Too hard.

Over-reacting you say?

Maybe thats true.

But its who i am.

Cuts tell a story. Your face tells a story.

Life tells a story.

If you end that life too soon you let people down everywhere. Like a 5 paged book. Not the best selling book. But it still gets read. If it ends too soon well.

Theyll have to wait for part 2...

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