a voice cried out in the shadows
but noone heard the cry
so the voice layd in the shadows
all alone longing for a place call home
years went on
and yet the voice layd in the shadow
wanting something that words could never explain
people who thought they could help
ran to the sound of the voice
but the voice pushed them away
the people who tryd to help
were hurt but the voice could not ease there pain
for it could not ease its own
and yet more years passed
and the voice who lived in the shadow
ran for all its life
from someone else mistakes
a wasted life....
a lost cry...
for i am the voice that lays in the shadow
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