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Aug 12
i look down
at the broken earth,
the world filled with sorrow
and grief,
hatred and anger;
the world that i hate.
i am so small
in a world like this,
so insignificant
compared to the billions,
my neck hurts
but all i can do it look down,
for it is better to look
upon this beaten earth,
than to stare straight into
the face of hell.
this is another two part poem! i'll post the next part later this week or next week. hope you enjoy!
Megan Joseph
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Megan Joseph  17/F
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