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For every child who cries at night,
alone with shame, pain and fright.
For every child who dosen't want much,
to only feel a gentle touch.
For the beaten child who cries in pain,
whose tears run silent like the rain.
For the child used to satisfy lust,
who never learns to love or trust.
For the child taken from their home,
and made to feel so alone
For the child whose home is just a shell,
where life becomes a living hell.
For the child who smiles but can not feel,
because of scars too deep to heal.
This may sound weird though I’m not insane,
there are some who feel the exact same pain.
- by Cooked Obama |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/15/2012 |
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- Title: Abused child.
- Artist: Cooked Obama
- Description: woah, I was looking through my files, and I found an old poem I did when I was 13.
- Date: 04/15/2012
- Tags: abused child
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- alfonsos-angel - 04/15/2012
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i was an abuse child and i was in fostercare as well i can relate 100 percent to this
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