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11 yr. Old foster
Surrounded by the strange thats unaware of the skin covering my truth
Pain is all there is to gain from assumptions
Knowing that all is clueless....
I just sit
Like a light bulb loosing it shine
I just sit
As lies spread wider than a whore
I just sit
Defenseless. ...
Those that should care left me
Those that would care can't find me
My name became a number as my life became a case
Although inside .....I remains beautiful
My existence is only useful for a paycheck
Live well and sleep well .....
.... is my prayer for you as you indulge in your well cooked dinner
Though my heart is at the center
Loud cries of confusion
Love is just an illusion
At the table of the strange
Thanks for the visit
Pain is all there is to gain from assumptions
Knowing that all is clueless....
I just sit
Like a light bulb loosing it shine
I just sit
As lies spread wider than a whore
I just sit
Defenseless. ...
Those that should care left me
Those that would care can't find me
My name became a number as my life became a case
Although inside .....I remains beautiful
My existence is only useful for a paycheck
Live well and sleep well .....
.... is my prayer for you as you indulge in your well cooked dinner
Though my heart is at the center
Loud cries of confusion
Love is just an illusion
At the table of the strange
Thanks for the visit
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