Jan 21, 2006 02:33
I’m lost, so confused
My face all cut up and bruised
I will never forget
Those deathly threats
There’s no one I can trust
Look at everyone in disgust
No way to see the light
Not after all of the blight
Alone, alone, all alone
In the darkness, the unknown
Living in some kind of abyss
Alone just to reminisce
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Blight: Something that impairs growth, withers hopes and ambitions, or impedes progress and prosperity.
I didn't know that blight was a word.
I don't like this poem as much as your other mornid cries for hope hun. Blight was a very good word though, kudos. I was going to be all like "Leduc, do you mean Plight????
-AM
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Tostitos to you!!!!!!
I think you rock
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