deprived

August 13, 2010
By , chelsea, MA
I was deprived from my bliss
I was deprived from my grief
I was deprived from my family
I was deprived from my this worlds pulchritude
I was dprived from my fragile soul its existence lingers
I was deprived from aging
I was deprived from humanity
I was deprived from mortality.





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