Falling rain
  
Senior Member
since 01-31-2008
Posts 1884
Small town, Illinois
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0 posted 12-31-2009 04:30 PM
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I once found something that made sense But I heard fools always believe In their naive state of mind Every lie working a way to deceive
True others believed the stories And I had hope with all my heart That the wise man's words were true But doubt twisted me and contort
My hope was broken among the thorns An empty feeling took its place People casting their shame Leaving me a target in disgrace
Where are my broken shards? Where is that forsaken hope I need some refugee Some words to help me cope
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