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Tatum Westmoreland Poem
From life to death, From breathing to taking the last breath, from eating with a smile to living with a frown, so many dying in this town for those who choose the wrong, they never feel pity for those they hurt, they always feel as if they don't belong many left with a broken heart, for those of the victims never heard for, I see you, I see your pain, if you listen close, you can hear the singing bird, what could the wrong possibly gain for those that sit back and watch you should help those in pain, maybe you think the bullet is Dodge for once don't focus on your own gain.
Copyright © Tatum Westmoreland | Year Posted 2023
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Tatum Westmoreland Poem
You watched me cry, even when I try and try I'll never be good enough for you, will I? maybe it's just time to say bye, I may not cry but for you can see my pain, my tears are just so dry, for what do you have the gain, maybe it's just my pain you like, you can see my bruises, my pain is like taking a dangerous hike, but who loses I will fight my way up this mountain of pain, I will not stop until I reach the top, this will be my gain, but that is a dangerous drop,
That I must take.....
Copyright © Tatum Westmoreland | Year Posted 2023
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