A Place For Me

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I wrote this poem for all the orphans in search of a place they belong.



My soul softly whispers of a place unknown.A place my eyes have never been shown.

A constant yearn for things not seen. Not everything is as it seems.

My heart screams its greatest desires,
but I learn to ignore them as life requires.

A place where I can safely sleep.
A place for things I can keep.

A gentle touch, a kiss goodnight
someone to care and hold me tight. 

A simple I love you or I’ll be there
Sometimes the loneliness is to much to bare.

Everyday a struggle just to survive,
But to me it is just a way of life.

I’ve asked so many, help me please. Some have sad eyes and reasons to leave. Most  all turn away not wanting to see.

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