By Arcassin Burnham
If you could hear the voice in the sky that talks
when the rain has fallen and the sun shines down having dried its eyes
weeping for the animals that struggle with no home and left astray in
a world just like a homeless person,
the plot worsens,
wagging tails and hypertension with a joy no one has ever felt
while simply bringing problems back home you could just not control,
believing in the fate of faith that'll hold us close and never let us go,
for unfortunate and the fallen heroes to know that your life isn't perfect,
Steadily finding freedom is a must in this symbolic system unless
your consciously aware of the things that you've heard and the things you've seen and
the things you possess,
I'm looking at it as a real free man , but i'm not impressed,
this **** isn't life , we've lost some of the best,
and forgot the rest while they only see a fatal end drowning in darkness ,
i hope i'm whole in heaven and not a tore up carcass,
but i think i'm far from this when life hands me a test,
there's still breath in your chest,
yes you've been on a quest,
do not fight with the jest,
in your life there is stress,
but yes you can be blessed,
at ease in bird nests,
as you go on in life,
you get through the pain and then you could rest.
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Let down , stepped on , looking at the wrong side of the road..
forgotten , missing, but they're hearts are still so cold..
seeing problems while the soul is searching,
making sacrifices on my way and learning,
i know,
They were , so wrong , leaving me all alone on my own,
it always happens almost like a curse,
it doesn't get better,it just gets worse,
and i,
Watched them , walk out, wasn't hard for me to look anymore,
i'm trying not to think about you...
i'm trying not to think about you...
i'm trying not to think about you,
just a simple kind of love is what i need,
i just want somebody that'll stay with me, its not fair..
why do i care..
Let down , stepped on , looking at the wrong side of the road..
forgotten , missing, but they're hearts are still so cold..
seeing problems while the soul is searching,
making sacrifices on my way and learning,
i know,
They were , so wrong , leaving me all alone on my own.
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