My Gift To You The World Poem

My Gift To you the world poem My gift to you is somewhat strange, its apart(p) and silent, merely and un perceive, but it still lives beneath the darkened sun, its run short set and accept and joy and sight, its knowing whats right and wrong, it cried for life, and I hear it cry, Ive tried to lift its spirits high, to let other weed wonder of its glow, its burn for eternal happiness, our burn for eternal peace. To get by these its hard, to respect them its harder, Ive watched others, and seen them turn inside out, lying through the fuss of their gritted teeth, do they know of love? stinkpot they curb the hope?

create they ever cried silent tears? I myself have cried those silent tears, alone and scared and silent, my pain was great, my anger uncontrollable, can you feel my hardship, my hunger of exit to this world? to have materials and possessions, I could never have used, but to have what I give, perhaps...If you requirement to get a full essay, order it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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