A lonely child
A field of blue
The tears that flow
The heart that bleeds
But no one cares
Now I write
The hidden truth
State of humanity
Does one care
Or need to care
No we don’t
That’s what most say
But that’s not true
And I write
To open eyes
And show the truth
2006-11-27
00:20:56
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Anonymous
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Arts & Humanities
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hey! My parents didn't abuse me, kay? Maybe I'm dark for some other reason, but stay away from my parents!
2006-11-27
00:41:08 ·
update #1