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Feb 2011
There was a kid,
He snuck a peak at heaven
He said "it's okay I'm going back to my room"

He swore he
Was three times seven,
Said "We are all chugging to our doom."

I swore I
Would teach him his lines
take him out back and teach him what to say

He looked up
Said there was no use
He's done all he's here to say.

She cried

I asked why
He never went back
To the window that he drew.

He said "I
I never meant it
I never wanted to save you.

I, I, I,
I die, I died
I died for me not for you.

You see my
My father, never loved me
Sent me here to love you.

I, I lied
I'm just a child
You know me not to be true.

I, I lied
I'm just a child
You know me not to be true

I swore I,
I was taught my lines
You took me out, taught me what to say

I, I looked
Out from my room,
I thought this was a play

Said I,
I'm just a child
Here to teach you how to stay"

I erupted
With fury you know
It's the better way

She Cried
Written by
matthewkirn
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