Frightened faces in the crowd
Pushing
Taking
Shaking
What's not allowed
Bright eyes screaming
Blinking
Tearing
With no sound
Young girl cries
When system flies
Into a bloody sky
Blushing
Choking
Smoking
Guns
Bullets pierce
The outlawed fierce
It has no fear
Their feet are bare
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Confessions of a Melancholic Dreamer #Wattys2015
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose, gathered through years of creative black-outs and self-preservation. 'Feel the rhythm of a thumping heart through the lines of a daydreamer.' Copyright ©GRETA GREE 2015 Currently ranking 214 in Poetry category (6/29...
