Orphan

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By Ky Moet

Orphan, no parents and no almost no love My father nver loved or wanted me my mother has mood swings AND IS ALWAYS SCREAMING AT ME YEA I THINK THEY'RE BOTH PROUD OF IT THEY'LL WANT MY MONEY AND FAME THEY'LL SAY, " THATS MY DAUGHTER" BUT IM NOT GONNA TAKE THAT CAN'T EVEN GET A PAIR OF SNAEKERS FROM PAYLESS I'M WONDERING WHY I FEEL ALONE I FEEL USED WHAT IS A FEELING LIKE ORPHAN SUPPOSED TO DO THE ONLY THING IS 2 RUN AWAY AND GO FIND LOVE BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE AN ORPHAN

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