bearing the risk in life

through the wheel of thorns

that can be kid or a grown

smiled that evil to give pain

now its your turn to flip all the gain

an arrow of harshness 

i just miss the farness\

revenge and blood that feel sorrow

the risk you borrow

freinds that leave you

they are not true

they are really mean

just lay over and lean

take the rotten risk 

now pop up the disk

This poem is about: 
Our world


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