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The Perfect Match
Abused since childhood
He knows no boundaries
Growing up thinking love hurts
Any other way is misunderstood
The girl grew up in poverty
Intense greed paved the way
Ambition to be high and mighty
People are easy to manipulate
Developed no respect for themselves
Did not learn true respect for others
As they awkwardly walk their paths
They hurt everyone they passed
Together formed a vicious bond
People that cared were mistaken
They brought nothing but pain
And the only thing they leave behind
How many people like these in the world
That used and abused the good
At night do they really sleep
Or the unbearable nightmares they scream
poem
by
Kay Barcelon
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