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Post by Izabella Riddle on Apr 4, 2009 1:13:25 GMT -5
Where is the hope That I know exists somewhere What has the world come to When a child is afraid to go home Because of the one they love
Since when did it become a crime To keep your loved ones From harm caused by others
Not allowed to be yourself Having to hide or forget No child should have to pretend
Shall we all doom ourselves The world is coming to thhis If our hopes dies with ignorance
Fight for youself, your life Live the way you want Never give up hope that someday The world will love you For who you are
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