Poems from Ari

We say day after day, we want to be treated right That goes out the window though If he’s calling to you It sick, it’s wrong Its seen men...
He tells me to say sorry So I am You weren’t there and I don’t mean it not even a little but who am I To defy the hypocrite he tells me...
we won't find peace at the UN we won't find it in a stuffy old room with stuck up old men no we won't find peace at the UN peace is here...
It was all you The pain, the fear The crippling fear Oh it was their words And fists But you stood there with that smile Let’s play...
It’s hidden in these lines Anyone can see My secrets, hidden in these very words About a girl, who picked up a pen, a quill, a keyboard,...

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