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My School Days

By , philadelphia, PA
My descriptive poem about my nature

my sad poem about my school days I fondle like I am unwanted like a kid not making in the basketball team. In sense I am isolated like a bully kid getting pulled around. I feel like a bunch of old wrecked cars pushing against me .I grasp similar to a boy getting beat up to death.I feel disrespected like a teacher getting cursed at. I experience I'm locked up in a cage like a lion in the zoo.I feel bashed like a car getting is windows busted open. I feel cramped like a bunch of kids pushing and shoving against me. I experience pain .





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