April 14, 2019

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Covered in what you call disappointment,
Feeling the shame cast upon my shoulders.
Carrying a burden,
Not meant for the world.
Tasting defeat when others are victorious.
Being driven into the dirt by the one you love.
How could life be this hard?
As a child,
They said you could be anything....
But you didn't chose to be a stepping stone.
Dreams crashed down,
And you were never brought up.
Used and abused,
The tears flow,
And there is no hope.
So it seems.

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