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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2009 May 21 Comment on this Work [[2009.05.21.19.25.19979]] |
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Back to living at the orphanage Numb to any prescription and dosage, My heart has turned entirely numb, To be Loved, just a taste, a crumb, No longer fit for adoption, Lonesome is not a choice, but an option, No one out there to claim me, Where I drown in the waves of that sea, Just as I thought I finally landed home, Turned out; I was swimming in the foam, But home was nothing but delusion Broken and silent , I stand there in confusion. |