|Teen Poetry #1|
since 1999-07-21Posts 13
Bloomindale, IL US
In this house of glass she lives in,
no one can touch her.
In this life she lives nothing can touch her.
Or so sher thought.
In this life in a house of glass,
she sees many sights.
In all the sights she sees she takes them
In this house she will wake up and realize,
that her house had fallen.
Boken into a million peices, never to be put
And so she dies. Never so know the outside
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