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Oct 2013
there was a boy
who was always blame
sometimes been used like a toy
but everything remains the same
because it is him who everyone likes to blame

he cries at night
thinking were did he go wrong
but he's heart keep telling him to fight
he's soul connot take it much longer
but if you see him he is in a sad sight

he went everywhere things were the same
things that were wrong
trying to be better is his aim
but he cant because no matter what
he is the boy who was always blame
Shah Ahmed Farouq
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Shah Ahmed Farouq  27/M/Kuching City
(27/M/Kuching City)   
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