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Lost Child
Each day I starve
is another day closer to death.
Each day that i'm not loved
is another day i realize
that i am not worthy.
And each day that I'm ignored by others
is another day that I'd rather be dead
than suffering in pain.
Because as I've become
this wandering offspring,
I've become to be invisible
to you and all others.
Cause can't you see
that my light brown hair
has b...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:45 am
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