Tuesday, March 18, 2008

two twenty five

This Boy

In a heart's region of yours,
You see a shadow of total darkness
It was he who dwells within
The boy, the young boy, past
Cold, gray, bitter and black he was
Sitting, doing nothing but wait
He was afraid of you because you hate
You knew the pain he was carrying
It's the same thing you're wearing
Help him seek his way out
Call for him and make a loud shout
Run past run, run wild and free
I now give you time to flee
Your shackles, i broke it up
Ball and chains are now destroyed
Go now and find your fort
I already gave you liberty...
So that this time you'll have your sanctuary

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