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Oct 2014
I am homeless
I can see
No place to go
or feeling free

On the street
Under the bridge
Next to fire
Starving I cringe

Smell of stench
of tired souls
Stomach turns
Feeling cold

Torn up clothes
with withered hearts
Bend don't break
Not torn apart

Condemned, no fortune
take it all in
Trash can heat
Seeing no end
To many homeless in the world and we just walk by them like they don't exist
Silence Screamz
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