Why me? poetry
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They never listened and they never cared
I know am just a child but its not fair!
I deal with the torcher and the pain
all I want you to do is GO AWAY.
I don't love you and I don't care about you
am glad am still alive and now my parents shall die.
now they feel what I feel inside.
now excuse me while I run and hide.
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