Kevin Broken Poems

America, the home of the brave
All the souls in this country go further down than an endless cave
America, where the patriots roam
The people in this country are more tighter than the world’s population inside a small dome
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I will always be alone
Maybe sometimes it's better to be unknown
Love was not meant for me
What's the point of being free
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It was a cold October night
What a tragedy I'am going to write
There is nothing worse than losing a loved one
It really does create quite a moment of shock and stun
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What denies the decrease your self esteem
It makes you feel the one who is supreme
The feeling of company in the world and tomorrow
The earth of bad feeling and sorrow
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Two foolish adolescents walk by each other in a hallway
Neither of them can figure out what to say
One looks the other turns away
The pressure gives off the huge amount of weigh
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Some people describe me as an unserious person
As I grow up my attitude begins to worsen
But does anyone notice or care
I've left my religion and prayer
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