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This is what I wish I could say to my father. Maybe one day I will.
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me