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Feeble

Always saying sorry Never standing my ground Here I am crying for help But my lips don't make a sound All I wanted was happiness But here I am distraught I do not deserve the same as you Treat me like an animal absence of all thought Others like me are not deserving people Those who are strong will always win But in this world where none are bold I will still always be most feeble

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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