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Jun 2016
No one makes me want to starve more than you.
No one makes me want to bleed more than you.
No one makes me want to cry more than you.
No one makes me want to die more than you.

Where was the love that a child is promised?
Where was the hope that was lost?
Why was there hate from the beginning?
Why I am I to pay the cost?

Why does my presence upset you?
Why wont you give me a chance?
Young things make mistakes
and you never gave me a chance to learn
Written by
Anonymous  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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