You don't know me (unfinished)

by Stacey   Aug 12, 2009


Now somethings are better left unsaid.
How this world is unseemly full of dread
Words spoken, hearts broken.
Everyday people discriminate
Just so we can eliminate.
The people who have caused us pain in the past.
When everyday I wish were my last

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