Anne Frank Poem

Anne Frank Poem

A simple girl with great ambitions, that were
Never to be fulfilled; but
Neither to go unnoticed, her
Early life was to be stilled. She was

Furious at the Germans, though she
Realizes; not everyone is truly bad,
And she never really despises; the
Nazis that took her life, and caused her much despair;
Knowing that made her strong, even when the world's unfair.

Originally found here

Picture originally found here

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