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Killing Bobby

In their home they make me ashame they're not aware of my pain I will run,there's much to gain I don't look back & my spirit sings In my mind my legs are wings freeing me to fly to my dreams my heart is strong and pushes me on my fear is stronger & clips my wings Again I walk,my steps are slow my heart is heavey,my head hangs low return to their home I know I must As soon as I'm in the sermons begin she cannot see she's hurting me can't they see I'm gonna crack they won't let up,I can't fight back I pray for strength but I am told it well be hell I will go I have a friend, she sends for me on a bus I travel there I run to her and spread my wings far to the north I live with her We love to dance,the music loud I will try to be proud away from them I will stand begin to love who I am By the phone she does the same hurting me with words of gloom she penns her poison from the book preaching of my future doom I shed my tears not my pain she only sees the ugly me She cannot see,till it's late the man I dream I need to be They kept their hold and wouldn't let go I was wrong to have told now I know I'll never be free my soul is dark and turing cold I know I'm weak but I'm not a freak The darkess is coming bringing me peace at last I find what I seek

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Date: 3/24/2016 7:56:00 PM
William Bailey, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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