Poems from othompson10

I hear the battle cry Sounding In the distance. Or is it The crying Of the Solider Marching to Their death. Do they see It coming Do they...
I started as a seed small and strong   I was planted watered and given sunlight but I was planted later than usual   A few months later...
Society trying to mislead me Make me something I’m not Or are they Trying to rip The veil In front of my blind eyes To reveal What I have...
Sometimes queit, Sometimes loud . My melody from inside, plays on and on.   When it stops, is the day I die. But I hope you are by my...
Why can’t you see and like me for me?   Why can’t my peers be friends instead of fears   I’d rather have them cheer then have them see me...

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