A child lived with pain and angst.
A child born to be strong,
But embraced with defeat and sorrows.
I gave up being strong,
I ended being wasted.
I ended being a big crap.
I ended stop dreaming,
And having crazy hallucinations.
Created: 17 July 2001 10:50 AM
Edited: 12 December 2006 1:08 PM
Mark Ferdinand Tayag
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even though we are grown up but there still a child inside us
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