those sad
sad people
who live out there
there.
theyre so sad
so afraid
they cant come back
back here.
they say they will get hurt
their children abused
reading statistics
they found
one in a billion
are shot every day
thats reason enough
for those people.
they wont come
they cant come
but the place they once left
is now dying.
the silent ghost
of decay sneaks up
through the land
like a mouse
and what was once grand
has now gone quite bad
and scared all
the sad people away.
good bye people.
sad sad people.
probably gone forever.
away.
they leave in a hurry
they leave in much haste
and the place that once was
is now not.

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These poems are incredible. Definately keep writing them here. :)