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Mar 2019
Your time has come
Don’t be sad
Remember what you have done
Don’t be mad

You’ve wondered what would happen
Is it bad
Don’t worry now
But don’t be glad

Yes it true your time has come
So Forget what you had
Remember your loved ones?
Your sisters, mom and dad

None of it matters now
Because your time has come
This retched place
Is now your home
I was having fun with this poem. I tried to rhyme every other line with words ending with “ad”
Written by
Luke  17/M/Texas
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