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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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