I wonder why people are afraid of the dark,
People wanna be alone, especially ther heart.
The dark is fun, the light is not.
People get shot in the parking lot.
That's when the blackness spreads
like stabbing your eye with very sharp threads.
Once death is upon you, your life is done
there's no more light, there's no more fun.
This earth should be dark, not light
every single day, everyone fights
Every single minute, it gets more serious.
Now they're getting even more furious.
One has a gun, the other has a knife,
from my aspect, there's no point of life.
one is dead, one is stabbed,
they both get operated in the white cold lab.
one is okay, the other is dead,
because of guns, there's a bullet in his head.
the one okay tries to run away
now he got caught, during the day.
Now the guy goes to jail,
the world won't last, if everyone fails.
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I wrote this poem because I show comparison. I wanted to show why people die everyday. I showed what would happen when we have fights with certain "weapons." A.O.
AO I hope you could tell how impressed the class was when you read your poem today.You said it was violent, but it is really about violence.
When you said the dar is fun, I wonder if you're thinking of your Cirque de Freak books? Do the vampires live in the dark? Nice job.
Do you want to capitalize the first word in each line or leave it like it is? line 2 ther or their? DC
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