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Aug 2017
Who doesn't believe their child when they speak?
Every time they speak,
It's the devil's speech.
Mother and Father I beseech you!
Why have I never been treated equal?
All you do is ridicule and judge,
Our dear Lord must be crying in the Heavens up above.
Witnessing a child who never experienced love,
Not by them.
Not by these devils,
The parents I'm supposed to "love."
Written by
Harley Quinzel  London
(London)   
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     Madeon and L Seagull
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