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World
Outspoken outcast put out like a brodcast,
no one will ever know the pain i feel,
when i am on these streets i deal,
i only do this for the ones i heal,
this life is real,
aint no prentending,
the things ive been trough,
it makes you wanna boo,
theres nothing to be proud of,
when i sit upon your empty heart,
people begin to laugh,
i wont ever be anything,
in this hurtful world,
people begin to hate;
for now i am too late.
poem
by
Kali Marie
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