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Her days are a puzzle of pieces and bits.
A child in a womans body is she.
This little girl, God’s gift to me.
So retarded she hasn’t a care.
Forever my Angel Unaware. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 94 [topic] => 55 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Allison


Allison
Date: Saturday, 13th July 2019 @ 01:51:58 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: softerware
Alive in a world where she doesn’t fit.
Her days are a puzzle of pieces and bits.
A child in a womans body is she.
This little girl, God’s gift to me.
So retarded she hasn’t a care.
Forever my Angel Unaware.

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