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One Heartbroken Child

She walks alone, Yet surrounded by Demons. When she steps up to the throne, She's always booed back to the stands. She cries at night lying to her soul. Then during the day she plays a completely different role. She listens to music to be in a different world. But no matter how hard she tries, Her life always breaks down. She got a dog so she wouldnt be lonely. But still she holds her own hand. She writes about her problems, But to no one will she ever tell. Still she holds all these problems, That seem just like hell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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