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The Gray World
January 8, 2009
I hear the scream outside my door, I slowly delve outside my corridor, I feel the warming of the phase, I try not to cry but my tear ducts have gone astray, I hear the breaking of a wall and an ashtray.... they thought I wouldn’t live...even if I was kicked once more as I felt my life is war I just say I can go one more day one more night even if there’s a fight I know I won’t be alright..... Just leave me alone, let my blankets of warm smiles recreate the world of this child. With sunshine and no rain after all I’ve got nothing, to, gain.
© Anonymous
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