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The Worlds Left Spinning
LS (january22,1989 / )

The Worlds Left Spinning

Poem By Lynn samantha

People die children cry.
World spins while we watch the dark sky.
It looks so safe but it’s really not.
People are abused killed hurt and shamed.
While the worlds still here spinning away.
Why are we here hurting this way?
Why do we live the life we stay?
The worlds our home. But why is it so.
Worlds just spinning around it goes
Life is so useless no time to spare.
Worlds a Cruel place for we are still here

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I liked the capitolization of Cruel, gave it power


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