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[sid] => 155374
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stolen From Me
[time] => 2009-11-26 00:52:37
[hometext] => I can relate this poem to reality of life of street children. Whenever i look into the eyes of those children i realize how blessed we are for having this opportunity to live life like we have. Let us extend our hands to less fortunate.
[bodytext] => Live life to the fullest free your spirit endlessly breathe young soul with glory be yourself, being and beauty in a harmless beauty searching for liberty full of happiness and perception in a new seed of personality and on magnificent quality that the world must see but no one knows this facades hides under a shameful lily i earned my glory from my own victory but nothing's changed for it never seemed i'm always hiding in the shadow of immorality like a lifeless tree standing in vain in a cold dark night when nothing seems clear under the pale moonlight that covers my beauty tears run down from the eyes of young lily the shadow of dark cloud haunt of infamy they believed how criminal i was, full of crime in dirty hands then i suffered from pain, illness and poverty but i stole back my beauty that was been stolen form me but in the eyes of young lily revenge it could not be behind my sad eyes, pure heart and unstoppable dreams behind my brave insight of new life in free behind my sweet smile - misery reflects i'm still scared hiding in the shadow of me. then i learned how to fight, stand for my beauty the beauty that i have is the weapon i must hold then step by step i regained my BEAUTY the DIGNITY that was once stolen from me i did not kill, i did not lie - yes! i was a criminal i stole a piece of bread because of hunger and poverty they, but also a criminal in the eyes of young lily coz' they stole what i lost - my STOLEN DIGNITY. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Night_Rzar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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