All Alone
HERE I AM
BORN ALONE, ALL TO GROW
IN A WORLD SO COLD
CLONED TOO BOLD
NOT SO OLD WITH ALL THAT I VE TOLD
UNENDING SCOLDS
...
HERE I AM
PLEADING WITH FATE
TO PLEASE THROW OPEN ITS GATES
AS THERE IS NO FRIEND TO TEND
MY BLEEDING WOUNDS TO END
ALL ALONE, BORN TO GROW
IN A WORLD FULL OF GROANS
REALLY HAVEN BEEN TOLD
BY WIND OF CHANGE
IN THIS CRAZY PLACE CALLED EARTH....:
AM HERE ALL ALONE.
Copyright © Emmanuel Dickson | Year Posted 2013
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