Open Poetry #34 |
"Of existance" part two of "of her worth" |
Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Ok. Well this isn't a sonnet, but it is still an sequel. In order to understand this poem you may have to read the previous "Of her worth", you can just search it. This is a prolife poem. "Of existance" She lays mostly dead, dieing she wont ever rest in peace Who could, thrown away like trash She's cold, naked and broken I bet she pray, If she knew She doesn't know betrayel But in a sense, it's her life Things are darker now her despret cries go unheard As they wait for her to die So no one can say dhe lived. This is dedicated to all the children, who's cries went unheard. -Juju |
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Laoha Member
since 2003-03-07
Posts 161Nevada, USA |
It's sad, I hope this won't ever happened again. |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I know.... |
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