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Kicking, Screaming, Smiling. I take the first breath of air and for a brief moment I am the youngest person to exist. Kicking, Screaming, Whining.
By Undefined Writings7 years ago in Poets
Wanna rain over a hail of a kingdom, Snow joke, Summer left, late start, cold mourning cloak. It's departure long over dew,
They try to shut us down- make us go silently, But wewillnot conform to society. Will make our voices heard, Won't let it pass quietly.
Sometimes life is a picture, A reflection in a window passing by. The shadow of a passenger on a train, Capture that, Throw it into the wind and watch it fly.