Dependence
We are the tortured souls,
Unwanted, broken, and left alone.
Still, we stand, against all odds,
Pretend we don't see through the facade,
Of the selfish ways we beat one another,
And fight to show we need each other.
Unwanted, broken, and left alone.
Still, we stand, against all odds,
Pretend we don't see through the facade,
Of the selfish ways we beat one another,
And fight to show we need each other.
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This one I posted a while back with my poem Lyrical Miracle. They were both mysteriously deleted and the staff was unable to retrieve them. Unfortunately, Lyrical Miracle was not written down anywhere else. At least this one was saved.