July 12, 2009
By sarah bennett BRONZE, Parks, Arkansas
sarah bennett BRONZE, Parks, Arkansas
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I sit here lonely
Wondering again
Asking a question
Praying this life will end
What am I doing
Why am I here
With all this pain I have inside
Why isn’t there a tear
Why isn’t my heart
Breaking in two
Why do I feel
Like I can fill this shoe
My heart has been broken
One too many times
No more pieces to break
Nothing left to find
In the process of murder
Strength you gave me
Instead of captivity
You set me free

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