10 January, 2009

Cries in a distance



Cries in a distance
cant stop the tremble
I'm just awaiting my turn


Hiding will never
Save me forever
The guns gonna get me for sure


Dear God I pray why wont you be my friend
come to me and take my hand
Like mama would say
Everything will be okay


All I hear is 3 2 1
The scream from the guns
and then 1 by 1
No one gets to run
someone's dad or mum
sister, brother, and son
no...


All I feel is 1 2 3
my tears start to bleed
smell of roses on my feet
i feel sore
i fall...
i call...
i crawl...

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