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6d
Homeless homeless
Nails in my feet
Don’t have any goals
Which I have to meet
Razor blades razor blades
Etching sadness in my mind
Looking for someone
Who has not turned blind.
Kindness kindness
Go’s a country mile
Im so happy just
To get a smile.
My roads are empty
Don’t need a shell
It’s only the cold weather
That makes life hell.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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