17 May 2011

The river

Author: 6p | Filed under: Uncategorized

As i see the bugs drawing on me
as i see my friends waving
my water clear as cyrstal .

But then you came you turned the grass to black coal
the fish gasping for air
i cried for my friends to come back.

YOU are killing me minute by minute
if you dont stop no one wil come here anymore
I will be lonely why do you want to kill me why?

When you came my friends dissappeared!


One Response to “The river”

  1. anayah Says:

    good poem 🙂

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