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Sad Eyes
Are you sure you want to know
the story behind my sad eyes?
Can you handle truth
buried in lies?
Abused, abandoned,
left for dead.
Still, I raise my
weary head.
Hoping against all odds
for love and a warm bed.
Tuesday 12th February 2019 4:41 am
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