Poems from tschn540

High school Senior
Fear of failing. Fear of failing as a friend. Fear of failing as a daughter. Fear of failing as a girlfriend. Fear of failing as a sister....
I wrote a poem it was so sad, and into this poem I put everything I had.   When I was through and still feeling blue, I stained the paper...
Death comes both day and night, but if at night it shall come like a dove without bringing a fright.   Death in the day is like a gruesome...
The story of snow begins with a white winter until summertime.
The sound of the birds made the people listen once only to forget.

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