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Bad Seed

** This poem is dedicated** To the families and kin Who struggle to stay afloat ******In this world of sin****** Nobody cares about him He's a troubled teen Just throw him in confinement Throw away the key Rehab not necessary He's just a troubled teen It does not matter That he comes from a broken home That he has no food to eat Just a bad seed Growing old in the cold city streets Jared Pickett.....:JP]

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/18/2009 9:49:00 AM
I can feel the emotion here. I can see the teen suffering. I can see the need to help. Exception work. Keep writing. Sara
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