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So unique
Different
Its not really a crime
A crime

Yet surely it is hard

Everything about it feels
As one huge cage

Friends more distant
Mental strain
Each time the sore feet
Passes the hour-long corridor
At school
There, the eyes of others looking for mistakes
Towed with unwanted

Cold little sore hands
Bruising does not seem to see

Cuticle who chewed
For concerns about the next hours
Next lesson
Break

Tries alone envelop protection
With the inexperienced arms in the corner

Gases feels increasingly dehydrated
Rooms infected
Trauma attaches itself
Discomfort to be present

Nowhere to go

Locked in bathroom
Constant battles in the shroud flow
For their entertainment

Words that burn
Persistent deeper into the soft, fragile
Body as soon falls through
Barring

Paralyzed and without control
When the mob frequency fists heard
Incoming as a steam locomotive
Against the light penetrable
Garments



No one single scream
Falls far down
The words are heavier than beaten
Pain makes it




Oscillating "between" terminus
Feels like one harmony
There alone makes the most sense
Without demons who want to hurt


Uncertainty creeps
All details of how the everyday
The evening will be at home


Is there food?
Or will it just dry crispbread
As has been eaten throughout the week


Will parents drink
Fighting
Mess
Have a party again
Will be ignored
Unwanted
Hated

But what if

They really want to hug when
Or say that they love endlessly
A pat on the back for that one
Have good grades
If hot food is on the table

Would not it wonderful

Think

If they are with and look
When it occurs
Compete with all the hearty performance

Will they be proud then?
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A child without sanctuary
Date: Sunday, 4th September 2011 @ 08:59:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: WoM
So unique
Different
Its not really a crime
A crime

Yet surely it is hard

Everything about it feels
As one huge cage

Friends more distant
Mental strain
Each time the sore feet
Passes the hour-long corridor
At school
There, the eyes of others looking for mistakes
Towed with unwanted

Cold little sore hands
Bruising does not seem to see

Cuticle who chewed
For concerns about the next hours
Next lesson
Break

Tries alone envelop protection
With the inexperienced arms in the corner

Gases feels increasingly dehydrated
Rooms infected
Trauma attaches itself
Discomfort to be present

Nowhere to go

Locked in bathroom
Constant battles in the shroud flow
For their entertainment

Words that burn
Persistent deeper into the soft, fragile
Body as soon falls through
Barring

Paralyzed and without control
When the mob frequency fists heard
Incoming as a steam locomotive
Against the light penetrable
Garments



No one single scream
Falls far down
The words are heavier than beaten
Pain makes it




Oscillating "between" terminus
Feels like one harmony
There alone makes the most sense
Without demons who want to hurt


Uncertainty creeps
All details of how the everyday
The evening will be at home


Is there food?
Or will it just dry crispbread
As has been eaten throughout the week


Will parents drink
Fighting
Mess
Have a party again
Will be ignored
Unwanted
Hated

But what if

They really want to hug when
Or say that they love endlessly
A pat on the back for that one
Have good grades
If hot food is on the table

Would not it wonderful

Think

If they are with and look
When it occurs
Compete with all the hearty performance

Will they be proud then?


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