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Jan 2014
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I'm hurt, confused
battered ,and over used.
I think I'm dead
Far to much I have bled.
I need my dad,
but i cant go home now
but soon i shall
when i have gained the strength.
i chose this path
so ill find my way back
but if i dont
remember this lost poem...
rhyme scheme
4,6,4,6.
emily ann pittman
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emily ann pittman
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