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Beauty and death

April 7, 2022
By Trumpetier_with_ducks BRONZE, Broomfield, Colorado
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"I don't like to do what people expect. Why should I live up to other people's expectations instead of my own?" -10 things I hate about you

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Roses are red and the sun is hot.

I know Their dead but not by the hands of God.

The blood is dripping from my hands.

As I sit there in the sand.

I see them laying there beside me.

The roses were red but now there dying.

I think it's so sad to see you crying.

© Yisrawayl G., Philadelphia, PA

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I did this for class

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