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That Long Lost Boy.~to deadbatteries~
written by Xx_mistik_xX01:59 PM 4/22/05Forever lost with no family,
We all wish to help but he,
Takes things into his own hands,
Watches the blood run as he stands.
His arms are torn from painful feelings,
His tears are truly the real things,
You watch this poor soul stand and fight,
When you know it’s his own worse plight.
Lost with only a few friends to care,
They know that he’s hurt and try to be there,
But it’s so hard to watch him fall,
As he try’s to go around it all.
He wanders the streets alone in the dark,
Last tokes and cig butts are his mark,
Creeping in the shadows with no hope left,
He try’s so hard to do his best.
He’s beaten cruelly by his parents too,
Worse than others like me or you,
Silent tears run down his face,
As he fall out of pace.
He try’s to live a normal life,
But still takes comfort in his knife.
No more room for little toys,
He forever is that long lost boy. |
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Dedicated to deadbatteries,
im always here for u
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