Childhood

by Miley   Apr 22, 2008


Against whose portal she hath thrown,
In childhood, many an idle stone--
Some tomb from out whose sounding door
She ne'er shall force an echo more,
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
It was the dead who groaned within.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Its Jessiika Baybee

    I dont balieve ur 14 and write these by yourself
    just seems rather strange to me

  • 17 years ago

    by Angel Eyes

    Gatta giv it to you that was a great poem
    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by brenda bear

    Omg thats deep. i love it!
    :) <3

  • 17 years ago

    by Nicholee

    Intersesting :]
    i like it

  • 17 years ago

    by Andrew

    Oh wow really loved this piece, short but very well written, excellent poem, really loved it. Like your choice of words and the rhymes keep it up

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