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Screwed

conceived to my deceitful mother and a preoccupied father
i was forced to grow up before my time
seen too many things that i shouldnt have

sleeping near strung out bodies

staring into gaping mouths
many places i have slept 

yet my eyes still droop coarse from disturbed rest

and defiled by perverted companions

i am nothing but empty space to you or anyone else

just another lost little girl let down by society

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Prompt: Just another pawn in this fucked up world domintated by others

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  • redheadedgurl
    July 4
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    this is so sad. i hope you've never experienced anything so tragic.

  • karabi
    July 4

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    Very moving

    You speak very strongly for the modern day children who are neglected and abused. Here is what I myself feel about them -
    THE CENTURY’S CHILD

    My nativity my parents repent
    For it interferes with their fecund fun.
    In liquescent lust
    The dissipated dissolutes
    Pair up afresh
    For passing pleasures.
    No bond endures
    Save their lewd licence
    Like rabid dogs
    And bitches in heat
    Locking less than the duration of dogs.
    Wasting their seeds
    Neither they gather nor garner
    Nor do they lay up some straw
    In their temporary shed
    For me to incubate
    And the Magi consider it madness
    To follow the orient star
    That heralds my accidental birth
    As if I was not the king to be
    But a bastard burdensome.

    The roofs and props
    Put up once by some fools
    Have now become a tower
    Where confusion reigns
    That maddens and urges
    An avenger insane
    To pull down the rotten structure
    And set up a city on the plain
    Not to preserve the seed
    But in the dead of an endless night
    To please all passers by
    Visiting our quarters
    To know our sisters—
    Those painted harlots seeking freedom—
    And without waiting for a fire from heaven
    We aid and abet a conflagration
    To engulf all laughing bastards
    Enabling none to rise from the dead
    Or lay down his life
    On a cross futile
    And wash away with his blood
    The festers of this leprous world.
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  • boxingspiritfree
    June 29

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    hey awsome write but not so true

    okay seriously PUBLISH

    and this is not true to lustfull idiotic scumbags you are just boobs and pussy but to the one that loves you the most for you , your soul, your personalities
    you as you only that special someone's out there you just gotta wait

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    June 29

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    Sigh many young ones can relate to this thank you for entering this into my contest best wishes and much luck always
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