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Tragedy |
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xFromtheHeartx Member
since 2005-09-24
Posts 80Florida U.S. |
Tragedy Scared and broken, as a child I stand From all the stress, of others demands As my panic attacks, and slowly rips I tremble in fear, from bloody lips A life of tragedy, there has to be another way Too scared to run, just too scared run away Voices raised, screams and shouts " Its okay son, just run about " All the quotes, and what they say And all the lies, lived by each day A tragic life, in destructions midst Too scared to run, to scared to exist Hurtful names with unkindly blames And eyes of fire, peer upon the ashamed A son that wished, only for acceptance That seems to be, only a grievance A tragic life, longing for love Too scared to run, too scared to reach above Their expectations, held so high But only disappointment, comes to reply Banished dayly, condimmed to a room Of darkness and control, the dankest tomb A tragic life, damaged and pushed away Too scared to run, to scared to say A child i stand, scared and abused A son i was, controled and misused From all the stress and bloody lips To the panic attacks, the reality grips Of a tragic life, that used to be Lived dayly by, a son like me Darkness fallows the currupted Martyr... |
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