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Oct 2013
Follow me, small child,
To the ends of the Earth
Follow me, blind child,
I'll teach you of hurt

I'll show you the sick,
The broken devils of hate
I'll show you the drugged
For whom help came too late
I'll show you the people
Who have done many wrongs
And I'll show you these people
Have been lied to all along
The people with scars
And tongues of barbed wire
The people with bitter
And ****** hearts of liar
I'll show you the sad,
The angry, the lost
And I'll show how their place
That came with a cost

These people so sad
Once wore different shoes
Be warned, small child,
They once were you
Elizabeth Ann
Written by
Elizabeth Ann  Washington, United States
(Washington, United States)   
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