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[aid] => mick
[title] => A child without sanctuary
[time] => 2011-09-04 08:59:00
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[bodytext] => 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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