ghetto MAG

By Genna S., Tenafly, NJ

inside the hole of the fence,
the cries somehow cease,
the tears deplete,
the stars shine down again
and for that brilliant moment
when the sky stretches forever
and breathing doesn't exist,
I can almost pretend I don't
smell the smoke.

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i love this so much!

jessie-w GOLD said...
on Dec. 11 2009 at 1:30 pm
jessie-w GOLD, Winnemucca, Nevada
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Favorite Quote:
To lose is inconceivable. Everyone wins in some way. You just have to push forward and leave the wreckage behind.

this is really deep and alittle forlorn to me. Its like you want something better, I actually cried when I read this, it really struck a chord with me


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