In my childhood days
In my childhood days
I endured so much hurt and pain
Each day was constant darkness and rain
I had faced endless torments that punctured a deep hole
Way down in the depths of my soul
In my childhood days
I often cried on the outside
While I was slowly dying on the inside
All I ever wanted was to run far away to a place and hide
But I did not gave up the fight
Now I'm standing tall with a smile so bright.
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Born To Be A Poet
PoetryA Poetry book that talks about tears, pain, knowing your worth, romance, Lucifer and other topics
