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Lifes Missfit
Im a missfit of life.
Never had nowhere to belong.
Argue with every1
this was my way.
Confontation everywhere I went.
Anger eating away.
Death my only way.
I didnt fit any where in life.
Just an accident waiting to happen.
Why oh why was I born?
As a waste of life
And a waste of time.
Only my life wasnt a waste to some#
It was grate for them to use and abuse.
Now I see
I was put on this earth
For others to use me as a toy.
Well not no more
As I walk through deaths door
poem
by
Amy Louise Kerswell
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