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Life's Monsters
being born started it awakening amidst fire heat, I prefer cold homeless, what we had, is gone broken family moves on parental split cries leaves divided broken souls our goals, torn, unfold illness kicks in, worrying two boys, so young amidst such sprightly playing I tall grass lies hidden dangers out stretched hands protect such pain, excruciating crimson flow fountains now thrive monsters, leave us now two boys, so young amidst such Monday's we so loved until we ran, uniforms yea! I'm small, he runs much faster boom boom, please slow down corner turned, I'll catch up I view him, slam, gone road reached, I'm scared to turn now seeing, bloodied trail, tears Paraplegic, he we move on, carry on, strong sadly, Billy's gone three become two, are we through our tomorrows we await Quietness abounds two reft, illness takes, one left State spared, no one cared his last abused, now confused life's thrall thrown, never grown, blown!
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