Will you har my cries?
Have mercy please,
My tears will not dry.
I will wander around,
Till I fall,
To the ground.
My wounds they will not heal,
I'm trying to fake,
That they aren't real.
Please, please help me,
To find my way,
Help set me free.
The teardrops keep on falling,
Steadily they flow,
My voice is calling,
To the one who will set me free,
He'll help me see,
Who I truly am.
My heart is racing with fear,
I take a deep breath,
For he is near.
He took away my pain,
I am free,
I feel no more pain.
The teardrops keep on falling,
Steadily they flow,
My voice is calling,
To the one who will set me free,
He'll help me see,
Who I truly am.
He will hold my hand,
He has shown me,
A life that's so grand.
Now I wander around,
Feeling alive,
For I have been found.
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This is actually a song I wrote, maybe someday I'll record it and post it up here so you guys can hear it :P
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Losing the Luster of Life
PoetryA collections of poems that I had written down in my journal. I finally decided to post them. Enjoy!