Lights

December 10, 2010
When lights turn black and sky turns gray. My life goes into flames. Your lies spark a flame big enough to burn my life down to the ground. I will fight my way through your B.S. and look towards the the light at the end of the tunnel. My life is nothing but ashes at the bottom of my feet. There is a saying... Life will spring from the ashes of the dead.





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gracegirl29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 1, 2011 at 2:11 pm

This is a great and simple poem . . . just the right amount of detail and good use of language. I don't know if teen ink messed up the formatting, but just always make sure it's in the right format when you send it in so that it looks like a poem. Great job!

~ Kirby

 
Troy16 replied...
Jan. 7, 2011 at 3:56 pm
Umm....? Thanks i was just out of something i cant rememeber but i cut myself and started writing this and i passed out and i remembered wat i wrote and this is it...
 
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