Poems from neva-marie.sandoval@cck12.net

Claiming that you know All lives are not the same Going to school with different purposes as well Learning is different, and harder for...
I was their, but at the time, wasn't Looking upon my cold, pale body of the open casket. My blonde hair was straightened  Cascading down...
The tears wouldn't stop A waterfall of dark choices                                          Yet beautiful Rumors went around  Of the dark...