Every day is a new day,
and i am thankful for every breath i take,
for every forest, for every animal, for every lake,
but yet i see life being taken away,
to die is to live i once thought,
but then i wake up to reality,
to live is to die.
Why is life like this,
why is life so fragile,
pollution,
murder,
everything we do pollutes our world even more,
everything you see from t.v's to doors.
We are slowly killing our selves,
we are slowly committing suicide.
As i look at the sky it brings a smile to my face,
life is great,
but i am only asking to help more before it's to late
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i know not everyone agrees with me but i think it's very important to save our earth.
Written August 21st, 2005
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Yeah this is a very sad but true poem
Our earth is wasting away and nobody's doing anything. Nice, emotional poem. You made a very strong and valid point. Good job. Keep it up.
~Lana
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can i just ask where u got this idea from??
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yeh this is gr8 stuff m8.
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thanks alot
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this is awesome because the whole live to die thing came acorss really well welldone x
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