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I went to a place, I called it my home. How was I supposed to know, It would leave me all alone. Depressed everyday, They told me nothing. The few good souls, Would make it amazing. The authority is ******** It didn’t even look at me. Wanted to make money, Didn’t want to help my sanity. I begged them to change, They turned a blind eye. Left a depressed kid, Sad and very lied.
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Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
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I went to a place, I called it my home. How was I supposed to know, It would leave me all alone. Depressed everyday, They told me nothing. The few good souls, Would make it amazing. The authority is ******** It didn’t even look at me. Wanted to make money, Didn’t want to help my sanity. I begged them to change, They turned a blind eye. Left a depressed kid, Sad and very lied.
This poem is second in the series of Purple and narrates an experience from my school
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18/M/India
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
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