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Cry; The Children
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Cry; The Children |
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SCREAMIN Member
since 2003-04-28
Posts 51US, Tx |
A broken child lies still on the ground And his screams echo loudly And his voice is dead And his demise is at hand A desperate child yearns for freedom It’s the torment he’s wishing to escape It’s the pain he fights It’s the death he craves A lost child aches to be found He’s so alone He’s crying aloud He’s dying to be loved And all the time you’ll never see You’ll never know Because you don’t understand And if I were to give my advice Don’t even try Because you never will |
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MellonCollie Member
since 2003-04-11
Posts 117Austria,Europe |
Wow...that's kinda tragic...I especialy like the A lost child aches to be found He’s so alone He’s crying aloud He’s dying to be loved part, that rocks... how will i laugh tomorrow |
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SCREAMIN Member
since 2003-04-28
Posts 51US, Tx |
Yes, it IS tragic; so very unsettling. Though I have seen this in reality, it happens every day. And it seems that no one cares. |
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