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Best Poems From
JESSICA JAH
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School days: a bad memory
School is where i have to go
School is like hell
School is where my bad points show
School is a prison cell
School is where im a punch bag
School is where i'm sent
School is where i'm called a hag
School is where i repent
I met a new kid at school today
thought i'd show them around
They gave me a look that said go away
Next second im on the ground
School is where we learn
So here is your education.
Enjoy!
Jessica JAH
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Slaughter house
Behind closed doors the blood pours
Behind closed doors hearts are stopped
Behind closed doors children weep
Behind closed doors you'll find me
Through darkened windows sunlight falters
Through darkened windows love stops
Through darkened windows pain insues
Through darkened windows you'll see me
Through bricked up walls children scream
Through bricked up walls we're killed like animals
Through bricked up walls families are broken
Through bricked up walls you'll hear me
Through innocent eyes we see the world
Thrugh broken bones we feel the world
Through polluted air we smell the world
Through blocked ears we hear the world
Through blood and broken teeth we taste the world
Through your hatred i live!
Jessica JAH
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The bleeder
Blood trickles from my wrist
Like tears of pain
My heart breaks in two
I'm going insane
I hear voices whisper of hope and joy
A new life yet to come
But i see no life, i hear no joy
My soul has come undone
I am an angel
Who's lost her wings
A child that cannot breathe
I am a lover
Who's all alone
Someone let me grieve
Jessica JAH
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The scrapbook
I've made a scrapbook of my life and written it down in words
All the tears, the pain, the lies, all of the shouting and the hurt
Here's to all the poeple, that hurt me everyday
I tell you i forgive you, now lets go on our way
I'm sorry i'm not the person that you want me to be
But i'm an idivdual and happy so to be
So if you wanna change, break me till i cry
I'll keep on fighting, fighting back until the day i die
So don't think you can break by trying to rule my life
Cause i won't ever let you, i don't give in to strife
So now you my story, or most of it anywway
If you think you can help me, i'll accept it straight away
But if you're wring home and break all my trust
I'll run away and not speak to you, no matter how you make a fuss
I'm sorry if i'm not organised or as happy as you'd like
but in the end it's all your doing, so stop being such a dike
Jessica JAH
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