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        First my identity died
        I found out the parents I’d known
        Were not my own
        Next my confidence shattered
        Two friends I held dear
        Said they no longer wanted me near
        Then my self-respect crumbled
        A night out for fun
        Left me humiliated, shamed and stunned
        Finally my trust dissappeared
        I thought I’d found love
        But it was just a slap and a shove
         I feel like debris
        Tossed off in a field
        And left there to rot…. left there to yield

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