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Neglected part I


I've been neglected all my life, and it don't stop now, so I'll tell you how. When I was three, new lives were brough to me. I was neglected at the spot, now it's still on my mind. When the new events come to me, they're not there. So to me it becomes a glare. No matter what I do, it feels like life is passing through. I've been neglected all my life, and it don't stop now, so I'll tell you how. For me it's hard to keep calm for so long, sometimes, somethings can go wrong. Being neglected is common for all, although, it's wrong, wrong, wrong! If we can stop, and spread the attention, we will all be alright.

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Keenenman

Poetry became away to express how I felt back in my high school days but since then it has become a passion of mine. I write them for others, etc. I hope to someday get my poems out for the world to see!

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