Lost and stolen child
Dark world, ugly days
Our world! Green world of grin, wickedness
Few friends to trust, No stays
Transitioned from poor to bad world, no happiness
He is gone leaving scar in my heart
You ‘He’, I’m successionally sorrowing silently for your forever absence
I wake up consecutively in the Mid-hours due to this hurt
I’ trying to forget you but I’m used to your presence
But only God knows where you are…
One day reveal the truth to me, Lord
Bring on them angels to lead me far
Look at me heal my sufferings it’s hard my God
To my grievings for my past years
And yes I admit I will learn to change over my next years
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