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Wednesday, June 21, 2006

   2 other poems i did
A distance call.
Langue and words i don't understand..
Some one explain to me whats happening..
How can this be??...
A japness garden with the flowers all in bloom but one...
Iam i late just like it..
Is it all ways ok to be late on things..
Iam i late bloomer??....
How far off iam i?...
Can this be explained to me...
Or can it not...
Hard to see that light at the end of the road...
How far away is it...
And the old man smiles..
Soon you shall catch on and be what people don't expect..
You might be a late bloomer..
But a late bloomer waits and looks over things carefully before jumping..
Which makes you a smart lady..

I walk a road alone....
And not seeing the end of it is the worst part..
So long..
A hot sun beaming down on to my long flowing hair..
No water to keep me from passing out...
Heavy breathing..
blurey vesion in the eyes...
Shakeing hands..
cold finguers..
bleeding feet from walking on gravel that feels like broken glass..
Throwing my self on the ground wanting to give up..
I feel there is no reson to move on from this place.
I can't stand this sun burning hell.
Theres not clean air to breath..
Just the desrest dusty sandy air..
And fumes and chemicals in the air...
So whats the point of this...

By:Katelyn Doyle
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