tretre
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CATEGORY
life
Alone,scared,worried,afraid,
The last memories of their family began to fade.
Anger, Madness,Haterd, Aggression, another
forgotten child needing protection.
Sadness, fear,despreration, frustration,
another forgotten child lost in this nation.
Damaged,bruised, broken,shattered,
another forgotten child pron to being battered.
Grief,strife,pain,helplessness,
how could so many forgotten children suffer in this mess.
Happyness,joy,love, and care,
this is one of many forgotten children's last prayer.
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COMMENTS
TamaraD says: Wow this touched me very dear to heart on personal level. |
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tretre says: Thank you TamaraD, I also have a passion in my heart for those who can't really speak for his/her self. People complain a lot about basic stuff, But not realizing there are children, Who go through things that most adults don't. "Thank you, so much for finding a big/small spot in your heart, for those little one's who can't speak for themselves/The ones who have to grow up before there time. Again thank you, TamaraD, you are one in a million who have compassion for the little ones. Keep that pen movin! |
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