Teenage CrimeA Poem by Amila JayA poem about the feelings that might be running inside a teenager's mindA head full of questions An earful of blames An eyeful of memories Hard to erase The heart is soiled The pain is boiled Your compromises were nothing but lies You poisoned my life Sickened my mind And had me held by the end of the line © 2011 Amila JayAuthor's Note
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