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Contributed by
mindset
on
Wednesday, 11th May 2005 @ 04:40:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Younger days I had their grip on reality
Older days I thought I had their understanding
To me now all I had was my hope of both
Yet left now to solidify and became their front
People your child is dying
No return you gave me this lonely slope
Somedays I dont blame you others I just hate you
But I have few words left to save our inhumanity
I slip further into life and their insecurity
I once wished upon the skys so bair
To look at me and spare a stare
Now I need you need you most
Now all you do is give me Cold and Lonely front
I just want to be like you all
Play ball flip a card take a chance
My life is people my road to be the same.
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mindset
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2005-05-11 16:40:11] (Date/Time posted on
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