October 1, 2008
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Sometimes everything is not what is seems
There is a girl with kindness of an angel
But the world sometimes does not see
They scorn her and I am just an overseer
I can't always do something about it
She smiles it off,saying,"I don't care what people think about me."
Then she goes on,I am the overseer to watch the liquid falling down
Her armor of kindness that enfold her cracks
I am the overseer
And sometimes my friend kind with a thorned heart
Sometimes the world is blind

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Mrs. C. said...
Oct. 9, 2008 at 10:44 am
I'm very excited for you, Sarah! Good for you for taking a risk and submitting this poem!
Megan Meggie said...
Oct. 6, 2008 at 8:23 pm
Yay! Sarah, I love it! I feel so special :]
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