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Aug 2014
Emotions rule my soul
and Sometimes its like a curse
being stuck down here on earth

yearning to feel loved
craving that acceptance
never fitting anywhere
I always was a lefty

there are few out there like me
but I have yet to meet any
society has demoralized them
but they believe themselves liberated

I've searched cracks and crevices
but only found dust
I have dug ditches and hole
but I have found nothing but gold

In a world full of greed
I have a beating heart
So I search for something more
But its mostly frozen over

I may have found one though
A soul pure but misled
Whose warmth could melt the world
and save us from our death.
This is how I feel, the last line is so everyone knows that I don't think everything and everyone is bad. The few who still feel and see clearly can save the world.
SRS
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SRS
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   Pamela Rae and r
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