This is a poem about the white strings…………

Everythink is a attached to a white string,

or what does that mean,

Is it a game or is a thing,

No more serects now,

That I have share it out,

Cut it up or I will cut you down,

See no more pain,

just a remember in the pass,

For whose you hurt and see them pass,

what does it mean and what does it stand for,

Is it a thing that you stand up for,

Just rememeber when you see a white triangle in the sky,

Remember me and I will remember you for all the trouble that you have put all of us through……………..

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  • Mischa M. on Apr 24, 2009

    Interesting.

  • Mr Ghaz on Apr 24, 2009

    Great work! That was lovely poem..LOV it..well done and thanx for sharing

  • Joie Schmidt on Apr 24, 2009

    Unique, nice work!*

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

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