Nothing
Stomach aches
Too thin
Mouth dry
Nothing to eat in weeks.
The moans of pain
That are made --
You know
If not a miracle
There will be nothing.
Nothing;
A word you've used so much
Nothing;
It tastes bitter on your tongue.
Families die around you
And you know
That hunger is not just a feeling,
Not just a painful sorrow.
It is life.
The End
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These poems portray some of the situations that occur in life that we cannot stop.These things can be extremely sad, and we can wait in sorrow until the time passes. These poems are the feelings and thoughts about those times.
They are written in first person, third person, and sometimes even second person.
***Remember, some punctuation is missing on purpose, to help make the story flow. I am completely open to suggestions on this as I am not very good at this yet! :)
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was posted on Dec 21, 2011 by
LouisaJo.
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"A collection of poems that are sad and bittersweet."
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