Keely B. Creative Writing Period 2
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Alliteration poem
Bring back black nights
Having nothing left but white light
Nothing left to do but stay and fight
I cannot believe the dreams were right
I guess we have nothing left that might
Live, last and long
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