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    dots Submission Name: 7 Daysdots

    Author: smiling death
    ASL Info:    22/f/Ca
    Elite Ratio:    3.29 - 77/101/36
    Words: 319
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       I was depressed what else can i say.

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    dots7 Daysdots

    Seven days ago I woke up in the arms of a beautiful woman.
    Who pushed me away and cried for so long.
    Who shouted at my tiny face how much she despised me.
    But why me, I was just born and didnít know my own mistake?

    Six days ago I was in an orphanage waiting for someone.
    Someone to take me home and make me part of their family.
    Because I saw in books that families never leave you.
    But no one ever came for me at all, why not?

    Five days ago I was kicked out of an orphanage and to the streets.
    The nights get cold and there isnít a warm bed to sleep on.
    I was mistaken for a run away teen and beaten blue.
    I cry myself to sleep on the cold floor, why me?

    Four days ago, I was arrested for taking an apple.
    I spend cold nights peeking in at windows to wish I was in there.
    I heard that the inside of a house is always warm.
    So why do I sleep on the streets?

    Three days ago, I was in a hospital.
    I was beaten by a group of men who tried to rob me.
    Of the property that I didnít own or let alone have.
    And again was forced to return to my cold bed, why?

    Two days ago, I turned 17 and I had nothing to celebrate.
    I was alone and realized how much Iím not wanted.
    My hands hurt with frost bite, Iím hungry.
    Why was I pushed away?

    A day ago I was hit by a car and died.
    With no one around to tell me who I was.
    Or to hold me as I took my last breathes.
    No one to even say I love you or engrave a name on my tomb.

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      That was a very sad read. It is really sad to know that things like this occur and indivudals are not helped. First thing that comes to mind is that this is depressing and I hope that things brighten up for you.

    | Posted on 2006-09-21 00:00:00 | by mon28 | [ Reply to This ]

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