March 28, 2009
By vickik BRONZE, Springfield, Virginia
vickik BRONZE, Springfield, Virginia
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I am trapped in a hole,
Ten feet below the ground
I feel that I am lost,
And never will be found.
Everyday I try to climb
Up this dark dirt wall
And everyday as I get further,
I lose my step and fall
So here I am at the bottom
Of this deep, dark hole
Wondering, even hoping,
If I can mend my soul.
Then I stand up,
And swear with all my might
That one day, finally
I will find the light.
One day I will be happy
And it shall stay that way
For starting on this very day,
From this prison will I break away.

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on Apr. 7 2009 at 4:38 pm
This was an amazing poem. good job!


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