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Dear World
people tell me that life is easy
 did they forget the others 
 did they forget I have seen poverty
 what about the deads mothers
 
 I was told to live life to the fullest
 I'm living now is all that matters 
 when I can live freely I'll do my best
 to include the people equal to 0 in these factors
 
 there is a father hitting a girl
 the mother watches with a pill
 the girl was the cause of their world
 now their out for blood, out to kill
 
 they watch their flesh fall apart
 she grows older with no one to love
 she scratched herself as well as her heart
 love is a pain that was given from above
 
 Now she is alone, no parents around
 she has takin care of her sorrows
 she bends down to kiss the ground
 where she is free to take without borrows
 
 a woman stolen from her home
 beaten and bruised
 all she can think is I am alone
 she always was used
 
 breaks free from her ties
 throws the chair on her fears
 she sees the beauty of truth in all lies
 she now walks with dignity, not tears
 
 I was told to live like a queen
 how can I walk the streets now
 knowing what I do may be mean
 I may offend those who are asking how
 
 I live a life of regret and shame
 I'll break free tomorrow of my ropes
 I'll make the next move on my game
 I'll be me with new advice and real hopes 

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I really like this one. I love the message. The only criticism I have is the flow was weak. I had to strain to hear the beat to the rhyming. I love when things rhyme, but you should work on the flow of how you present it. Thanks for posting it. It's got a great story to it.