Conflict
By Linda4ever
Still looking through the eyes of wrong and right One can not deliver upon this night Indeed often there is a grove from up above There in which it stands for even more than love Instead there is only hate, in all the rates With this statement, be strong step through the gate Imagine the hollar towards those that truely care Beware of those that attempt to even dare All are such a mess people are on the move Therefore should we be judged, in order to prove Is there anything so bad about one's attired Even with this some people think they admired Everything in black or white, maybe blue In the end, it comes down to al being true.Need a title? Any suggestions? Written November 10th, 2001 © on Nov 10 2001 01:15 AM PST, Missy 0 • 10
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"Still looking through the eyes of wrong and right..."