Humans waste their lives
They conceal their fates with stereotypes and racism
They could never be open to new lights
Even those who try
We are all cursed to the depths of agony
The skeletons wait for you
They're screaming your name
The are all waiting for you
To see if you'll scream your cruel names to them
Their eyes leak blood
They are crying their own sick tears for the human race
They were once living but now is the dead
They see the mistakes that we have made
We all criticize and hate
We should all relate
Before it's too late
And we are all skeletons
Pitying the humans
Who carry on this legacy of resentment
A contest entry
- An outside view of youth by Suicide Hotline.
525 points, ended June 12, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excellent write! I liked the first five lines, gripping and interesting to read! Bravo!
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i love it! Its great! thanks for the entery
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