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by Lost Girl Mar 30, 2005 category : Life, society / other
We packed our bags Never took a second glance Free on the road It was our last chance Whilst skies were dark We stepped out the door Took the opportunity To so much more At midnight hour we sat Alone on the night bus Surrounded by faces Yet none looked at us Afraid of the darkness Which once was release All our chances of survival Have begun to decrease Prisoners to freedom The people no one sees We are so lonely We are life’s refugees
by katie!
very good again, well done
by Jacklyn
great poem! just to let you know i'm going on spring break so i won't be on for a week so take care, 5/5!! great job!! ~lil slam~ PLP