The Dare
There was a girl named Claire.
For her, life was lonely, it was so unfair.
She longed for happiness, but found it nowhere.
And felt that when she is gone, no one will care.
Then, one day, she decided, and took the dare.
Years gone by, her family still lives their nightmare.
Her mother's eyes, they are never without a tear.
Cause, death without grief is rather rare.
Someone, somewhere will always care.
Poem: The Future Must be Bright
Color of my skin, they will forever malign,
Bullets are theirs, but the body is mine.
No matter how hard I try, no matter how good my intent,
Everyday is an ambush, against which I can never fend.
So many years have passed, there is no end to my plight,
Yet I keep telling myself, don't worry the future must be bright.
Color of my skin, they will forever malign,
Bullets are theirs, but the body is mine.
No matter how hard I try, no matter how good my intent,
Everyday is an ambush, against which I can never fend.
So many years have passed, there is no end to my plight,
Yet I keep telling myself, don't worry the future must be bright.
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