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when i was just
a child life was
a dream for a
while. wore my red
shoes, clicked my heels
three times. but now
the time has passed
and gone of no
worries and child hood
songs. dark are the
days that seem to
be greeting me at no
end. silence is his
voice compared to those
in my head. many times
they made me wish
a wish along the
lines of death. but
i know that my
pain is part of
greater plan. and when
its over god will
take me home. until
then he has let
me know that i
am not a lone.
written by future poet
11/20/14
a child life was
a dream for a
while. wore my red
shoes, clicked my heels
three times. but now
the time has passed
and gone of no
worries and child hood
songs. dark are the
days that seem to
be greeting me at no
end. silence is his
voice compared to those
in my head. many times
they made me wish
a wish along the
lines of death. but
i know that my
pain is part of
greater plan. and when
its over god will
take me home. until
then he has let
me know that i
am not a lone.
written by future poet
11/20/14