A Leech or a Friend

Mon, 10/12/2015 - 17:33 -- NIckyG

Was I a leech or a friend? I guess it does not matter now, for we are foes. My sorrow sorrounds me in deep agony. However, I will survive this great pain, like stabbed through the back and onto my frozen heart. I will overcome my troubles, but you will be sadden for your loss.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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