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They strike out against a midnight sky weaved from desperate hopes
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Crowds of them striding Not knowing where they areby xxsweetsurrender 15 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 6 1:30 PM. In children soldiers, hopeless, society, sad, abusive
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I hate you dad for what you done You treated me as if I’m not your sonby Shuberth 34 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 21 9:14 AM 2007. In Abuse, Abusive, Child Abuse, Mental Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sad, Pain, Hate, Sorrow
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Drunkers suck! They marry only to fuckby Shuberth 33 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 21 9:12 AM 2007. In Abuse, Abusive, Child Abuse, Mental Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sad, Pain, Hate, Sorrow, A
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Mr. Franklin’s kids grow What their future is? They don’t know
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