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Free verse № 11346

lost generation

Member since 2002 · Posted 26 Aug 2002 · 1 comment

Lost Generation a boy lays in the gutter a needle by his side a life so short a last resort he even lost his pride he lived without a future then died without a life he will never know the happiness of children and a wife they say it will not harm you they say you will feel know pain for they know once you try it that your will be back again for a pusher makes a million he makes it out of sorrow another trip another hit another death tomorrow John Frankie Connor

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[n/a] marjan 26-Aug-02/11:59 AM Reply
the 2 lines of the second stanza give a nice sense of loss...