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before you all read this... it's not that good.

 

The suffering,by me.

 

As I sit here in this immense heat

I realize that I'm suffering

Is it the heat?

Or is it just life itself?

Who know?

No one.

They don't know any thing.

Nothing at all.

My life is hell,cant you tell.

My dad's an a butthole.

And my mom's actually cool.

And me I'm always in the middle.

The heat only makes you hotter.

But the life you live.

Can last last forever.

Memory's good or bad.

Can last forever.

Like a monkey on your back.

You can't get ride of the suffering.

 

 

 

 

so what do you think... I'm thinking of summiting this to a poem contest for teens, think it's good enough?

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