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Tears At the Orphanage

there's a lot like us mom's died and left us homeless not putting our trust in anything especially the government owning nothing to our names we can only afford dreams at least they calm the pain of this hustle we hope to see Jesus in the streets when the boys in khaki suits ambush us take us to central station and label us vagabonds.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/27/2010 9:29:00 AM
Such a desperate tone, you have well captured the emotion. Beautifully crafted.
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