I am 18 almost 19 years old... i live in white cloud kansas... not much to this place really... iv been through enough in life to make my poetry meaningful.
Been running from my fears
and wallowins in my tears...
a frown replaced my face
and made me a disgrace..
...
the mark upon the bathroom towel will soon hear tears of pain
for the father they had grown to know was causing so much vain
the blood between the two of them did not match their fathers
...
Your thoughts are a little hazey
but you vision things so clear
your hearts pounding crazy
as you wipe one more tear
...
You hurt inside your heart
Because things wont ever change
When I told you about the start
My heart was rearranged
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