*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went by and еще pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went by and еще pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
When Ты think Ты think your in love. Its just a trick. When Ты feel like your falling Ты are. Your fallin down and down intill Ты fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why Ты fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!
Любовь can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when Ты fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When Ты fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes Ты feel. If Ты think Im right, или if im wrong, im curios to what Ты think. Thankyou!
How did this happen, nothings write like a plane not taking flight? It’s wrong like a song with no end. или a paper but no pen. Were this is coming from I cannot explain. Maybe its ur pointless silly games. Like in hide and go seek am I not aloud to peek. Ты were wrong and so was I. Are arguments are now in the sky. There done. No redo's или undo's to bring it back. There finished almost deminished.But Ты bring them back. Back again to haunt me. To taunt me into your little game. But it wont work. Ты wont get me. Not this time.Cuz my life Is mine.