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Nov 2018
In a world all alone
With no place to call home
A runaway child is what I am
Who didn’t think things through and has no plan
A runaway child scared for my life
Worried I’ll get kidnapped or maybe worse
Hops in a car with a stranger
Lucky for me it was a hero not a villian
I decided ot stay instead of leave
I asked to be brought to my aunts
Where I called my mom to go home
And all the trouble I was in
Was nothing compared to things through what I’ve been.
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Invisible Girl  F
(F)   
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     --- and Fawn
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