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Is it a gift from god or

just another gift for a doorstep 

After its all said and done 

who will take care of that brand new soul

It will never remember those faces

that resembles its own

It will grow up in a home that isnt home 

It will trust no one so it does everything

on its own 

abandoned by its own 

Everyone deserves a "chance" at life 

But was it really given a chance or was it

a sacrifice 

Now all grown up with no sense

of direction 

Because its been off course its whole life 

With no chance of redemption

But who's to blame for its mistakes 

The Parents?

Itself?

Could its path have changed if it 

had gotten some help?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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