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Poems
Feb 2018
Grunge
He is eighteen
He doesn't look clean
High off no sleep
Thinks he's twenty
No girl ever gave him attention
But the minute he grew up
All theirs eyes turned ontohim
And I was there to see it all
Encounters with him
Weren't strange at all
He walks the hot pavement
Like a god who made it
He can't take it
That everyone wants his attention
He is eighteen
Smoking
He doesn't look clean
If you reach down his pocket
You'll find a bag
His money
Is gone
His mother is worried sick
He's got a sister
That looks up to him
Yet he's selfish
And was taught by his father
To not care for them
I saw it all
This didn't surprise me
That much
Written by
eileen
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