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May 2018
I came back to hang in words
Always I am all alone
I don't have any
I love my mom
Who is just like me
Who faced too many
Once I thought my dad as my life
But now I found his life was his son
So what I thought I had my friend
But she never think about me at all
So many mocks at me
For being myself
I have a god sent Angel
My bro
Even the stone might have for his words of positivity
But me a dead rock
A ****** can't change
Who torched others
Wish to **** myself
But scared on thinking about my mom
C is an innocent child
I die in living until c lives
Enough ..
God I thank you
For this ...
anu
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