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Thursday, September 10, 2009

English 2 Poem. "I am From.."

(I worn you, this is not a tale of butterflies.)


I am from a place where the sun didn't rise,
from silent goodbyes and redundant lies.
From the place most people despise.


I am from a home broken by divorce,

Where there was no hint of remorse.
From a place where everyone's heart was hoarse.


I am from abounding sleepless nights
Because of their endless fights.
From a place where nothing was right.


I am from a place that had parties everyday,

Where nobody was going the right way.
From a place I never wanted to stay.


I am from ruined vacations,
Low expectations.
And from bloodthirsty situations.


I am from a disintegrated hope,

Where I found different ways to cope.
From a place where I couldn't find the rope.

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