Will I Ever
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>will i ever see the light
>will i ever survive one night
>will i ever lose the one true thing i have.
>will i let people down doin my job
>will i betray my best friends.
>will i ever turn back to my old self
>will i ever stop hurting people
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That lil, poem i just wrote or you just read wasn't something i thought of.No my uncle got it from my Papa.My Papa got it from his Father.Generation after generation have had this poem in their hearts.My uncle Brandon thought i was the next generation and gave it to me before he had his brains splattered on the floor.Now it's my turn to have a son pass this poem on to him.and he'll pass it down once i die.So on and so forth until one day one of our generation loses it dooming us all in the afterlife.Bringing this all down to where the life and death meet eachother sending us to live on forever in our own worlds.my would be the emptiness after all i lost the most out of everybody.My uncle told me that his generation was the generation of love how if i ended up like him i would have his generation.but after his death i ended up not following his steps i went after my Papa's the generation of punishment.My Papa had to watch all those jews,gays,retards,etc. die in tht holocaust.then when wwII was over my Papa was put in vietnam.Luckily he was one of the few to survive.
But he saw his friends get murdered by mines gun shots more and more.
Finally he died of natural causes.He died at the age of 95.But as the poem gets passed down so does a letter to the next generation.Since my uncle the most amazing generation that my family could havewrote to me.he wrote:
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Dear Ty,
You have your whole life ahead of you to start a new.To turn your life around.To be a hero.To be someone i wasn't.Prove to me that you can be twice the man i ever was.Please stop putting yourself down on life
start getting an education.Be like the heroes you read about.Be your hero take the advantage use your brain my son.Don't just fight life with your strength fight with your life your brains your friends.I'm sorry i can't say family my son for i know that you haven't had anyone there for you in a long time.I'm sorry i killed myself but it was for my own good.please Ty pass this on start writing your letter just in case keep the poem safe.I love you my son I'll be watching over your shoulder.
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