The Harsh Reality

A Poem by Edward

The smoke is rising out,
People all stare in doubt.

The bridges are burned and the bad people are free,
So this is why are streets are full of so much debris.

Lies fall heavy just like false tales,
Things are so bad that no wind fills the ships sails.

Is this how it will all end?
The world on fire and ready to bend?

This is just a small example of what I think of,
I also wonder how this blood ever got onto my glove.

© 2013 Edward

Author's Note

Wrote this and don't know what to think of it... Anyone like it?

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The Invisible Girl

This is good! The descriptions were great. You really got me to think. Keep it up! :) 100/100

Posted 12 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

12 Years Ago

Thank you soo much :D glad you enjoyed it! :3

12 Years Ago

You're welcome! :D

Gloria

I do

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on March 6, 2013
Last Updated on March 24, 2013

Author

Edward

On a mountion top isolated from the rest of the World, Canada

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geez so much has changed since I rewrote this about me page. Honestly there really isn't much to say. I work, smoke weed, and skate. Really all there is to it. more..