All the good is taken away in vain.
No thoughts escape to those who are heartbroken.
Lives are torn apart.
Dreams are shattered.
March 21, 1999
take me there shoulda coulda woulda you don't say snapshot
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| Life is unfair; the people are selfish. All the good is taken away in vain. No thoughts escape to those who are heartbroken. Lives are torn apart. Dreams are shattered. March 21, 1999 |
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| This poem is loosely based on Mr.Brian Davis. These feelings are a result of Mr.Davis' departure from Fort Osage. I wasn't too happy at the time. As you can see by the poem. | |||||||
| jenny says take me there shoulda coulda woulda you don't say snapshot ~~home~~ |
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