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Lost Soul
(Dorthy Collins)

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For a long period of time I didn't believe
in myself. I kept my head down
in shame. I felt ugly, dirty,
worthless, meanless.
I couldn't spread my wings
for they had being clip during
my childhood. I watched so many
kids take flight, while my pain
held me back. I was left out in the stormy
weather, with no one to dry me off, and
make it better. As a child I had no imagination
no place to escape to feel safe
I was the child that was always stuck on
the first base. afraid to move, afraid to run
I was rip from all things that a kid would
call fun. my dreams were full of deception,
fear anger and hurt. once let out to play
I would cover myself with dirt. it was
like I was digging myself a grave, I
just felt like a capture slave.
so many times I tried to break the chains
from my fragile soul, my heart was dripping blood
I was child left out in the freezing cold.
my heart was alone

but as a child I always felt someone was
there...listening to my cry...touching my plea
I felt something or someone deep inside of me.
I use to see shadows on the wall,
with the looks of a waterfall
and on the outside my window always
set this white dove, pecking upon the
window pane. the pecking sounded like he
was calling my name. but every night I Ignore the
sound, and pray to God before I laid down,
and ask him could he please stick around
till I fall asleep, and to please keep my daddy
off my sheets



so much has went on in my life
I 've been through tremendous amount of strife
I look back in those long gone years
and till this day, I still live my life in fear



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