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Broken Teen Broken Dream

all these years

so empty and dark

try and scream yet no one hears

others leaving their mark.

 

yet none of them good

its hard when you feel this alone

and all we need is one who could

save a life and silence the moan.

 

they say these are the best years of your life

but I hate those fake standards they put on teens

really, its deep and feels like a knife

are you someone who could sew the seems

 

of a child who needs your shoulder, will you be there for me?

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alison-matthews-1
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Mar 21, 2010
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