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Broken Child
I am but a
broken child
Swimming through
a sea of great minds.
A child playing
an adults game
But still I plan
to succeed.
For here there
are no rules
This is my
hidden world
On the edge of
insanity
Where all can
enter
But some may
never leave
This is my edge
of disaster
On a cliff of
despair
Over looking all
the
Broken bodies of
Ghost and days
gone by...
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