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Friday, August 28, 2009

I Am My Brother's Keeper!

I watched her as tears streamed down her face
Her words were muffled in pain and confusion
She wanted an outlet from the emotional pain
Needed someone to show that they cared
So she turned to drugs and prostitution
'Cos for those brief moments of pleasure
All the pain seemed to disappear
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I watched her as tears streamed down my face
Her words struck a deep chord within
I wanted to reach out and touch her
Needed to show her that I cared
So I turned to reach for my tissue
Realizing that I was shedding tears for a stranger
He saw the pain I felt for her
...And momentarily turned the TV off...
(For the lovely tormented soul I saw on TV today,
wish I could have given you a hug)
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