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Foreword 
This piece is purely expressional nothing special here feel my pain my poetry forum 
The orphan 
Parents they raise me yes my kin 
biting of toungues and grinding of teeth 
for all the struggle and suffering within 
why must I hang my head like a wreath? 
I do believe this blood is infected 
does it flow in me or simply vanish 
while I stand aloof with life disected 
always finding myself outside they banish 
I have never been of this clan or appart 
of all the intermingling as a result of divorce 
so I built my life with nothing to start 
I find my way on the rightious course 
But I am an orphan for that cant see 
do I love them as they love me?