A Childs Life Beneath The Covers by Catlin L. Crawford

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A Childs Life Beneath The Covers

Everythings a blur and nothing feels the same
I'm living a life that's not my own, and feeling someone else’s pain.
For this was not my will, nor was it my wrong choice.
And to all of those around me, to them I have no voice.
For I am a child led by the hand, innocent in every way.
And this was not my bed I made, but here I have to lay.

Catlin L. Crawford

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Ruby Root (7/7/2006 10:56:00 PM)
Wow, What a strong poem Catlin it really sad. You write with deep emotions. You are a very talented writer. Take care


Catlin L. Crawford (December 31 1988 / Dayton, Ohio)