Nothing

March 26, 2009
By poetitionman500 BRONZE, Flower Mound, Texas
poetitionman500 BRONZE, Flower Mound, Texas
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Hidden in the darkness of day with nothing to play
So parched nothing can relieve my thirst and i can barely get myself to breathe
My hope is only a dream
Nothing
I have Nothing


The author's comments:
I wrote this in the 5th Grade when we were reading a book on the dust bowl. The poem tells about what someone would feel during the dustbowl.

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