The Forgotten
By Enru
Poor, dirty, lonely, Hungry and boney, Sits all day without a sight, Darkness comes and sleeps all night. Day again, but no one there. Always forgotten, no one to care. Day and night, night and day. No one to cuddle, no one to play. A life of boredom, a life of fear. The life is over without a tear.What do you think? Written May 15th, 2001 © on Oct 23 2001 12:49 PM PST 0 • 1
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