Oh, my. . . it has been too long since I've posted a new poem. I apologize. *bows*
Now. . . about the poem . . . I haven't really gone over it, and it's pretty short without the repeated parts. >.< I'm not sure if it will actually make sense in the ending, and if you'll go "oooh, now I get it!" But, I hope so. I also hope you like it. As always, thanks for reading. *Tsuki*
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A Voice
I am the one,
sitting out in the rain,
waiting for a chance,
to tell him I love him.
This is my voice,
this is my voice,
this is my voice,
I change it.
I am the one,
standing on the beach,
waiting for me love,
to return to this place.
This is my voice,
this is my voice,
this is my voice,
I change it.
I am the one,
who calls to the sky,
right after my best friend dies.
This is my voice,
this is my voice,
this is my voice,
I change it.
I am the one,
watching over my friends.
So we can have,
our own place of peace.
This is my voice,
this is my voice,
this is my voice,
I change it.
We are the ones,
who died in the gunfire,
we are the forgotten souls.
This is our voice,
this is our voice,
this if our voice,
can you hear it?
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