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Listen, Breathe, Shh silence she’s asleep, Quite to not make a peep, The child made of concrete and leaves, Is fast asleep, Move to quickly and the ground will shake, allow the vibrations to awake, A silent soul so pure and innocence, Yet the world decided to scream, CHILD MADE OF CONCRETE YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE, Frightened and confused the child moves just to quickly, To hear the earth raddle as the body meets the floor, I wish they would have just listened some more..
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
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Listen, Breathe, Shh silence she’s asleep, Quite to not make a peep, The child made of concrete and leaves, Is fast asleep, Move to quickly and the ground will shake, allow the vibrations to awake, A silent soul so pure and innocence, Yet the world decided to scream, CHILD MADE OF CONCRETE YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE, Frightened and confused the child moves just to quickly, To hear the earth raddle as the body meets the floor, I wish they would have just listened some more..
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
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