127 Hours Poem by Madeliene Fitzpatrick
127 Hours
Wow, I have been stuck in an abyss for 5 days. This will not please mother
will be a true bother.I vision Scooby Doo sitting and laughing at me.
My truck is lying in wait for me to never return.
My arm is grueling with pain because this insane boulder atop.
I have done all I can, now my time has come...to die.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
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