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Who Will Be There?

By Floyd7888, Pleasant Grove, UT

How can the world,
Be so blind,
To not even care,
To not be kind.

To only think of ourselves,
And leave others in the dust,
To let true love crumble,
And to only have lust.

There are no traditions,
There is no class,
There is no compassion,
There’s nothing that will last.

When you have more enemies,
Then you have friends,
Just ask yourself who will be there for you,
In the end?




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