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Rain soaked tree tops Slippery ground Running running My lungs about to burst One demon Two demon Three demons Four A fifth one bringing up the rear Feet begin to slide The cold hard ground One on top Two holding me down One standing by Switch And switch again Till they all get a turn Laughing voices **** and a ***** Blood running down pale bare legs The sun would rise and the sun would set Never showing a tear on my face Cause I've kept it in till that night One innocent boy who didn't tell What he knew Ended his life boom boom There on the floor I wipe the blood from his eyes RIP brother May your rest be better Then the life you lived.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
Gone but not forgotten
Rain soaked tree tops Slippery ground Running running My lungs about to burst One demon Two demon Three demons Four A fifth one bringing up the rear Feet begin to slide The cold hard ground One on top Two holding me down One standing by Switch And switch again Till they all get a turn Laughing voices **** and a ***** Blood running down pale bare legs The sun would rise and the sun would set Never showing a tear on my face Cause I've kept it in till that night One innocent boy who didn't tell What he knew Ended his life boom boom There on the floor I wipe the blood from his eyes RIP brother May your rest be better Then the life you lived.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
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