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by Katelin Apr 10, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The concrete road So hard and cold Against my head Down the road I go The smell of brick Against my face Kept getting stronger At this awful place The pain in my head Elbow and side Didn't bare the pain I held inside Scared and anxious To see what lay ahead Of the big white doors With the cross above thats red The concrete road Scarred me mentally But helped me see What truly lies ahead of me