I am nobody's child;
I am nobody's child-
Just like a flower,
I am growing wild.
No mama's kisses;
And No daddy's smile.
Just like a flower;
I am growing wild.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Where is the Love?
The Love child wallows in misery - without love. What a paradox. For such dumplings, names like "whoreson" and "bar sinister" are more befitting. Ain't it, you unfeeling, unthinking people? Fie on you!
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