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Guarded Heart

(5/15/90 / savannah, ga)

Everyone Runs Away


She cries out in pain
But no ones there to hear it
She’s lost everything she had to gain
No one helps, everyone runs away

A new problem has arrived
No one cares to solve it
It’s an increasing unemployment rate
Their all scared, everyone runs away

Ten more soldiers died today
Fighting in a war in which they have no say
No on can help the families
When asked why, they all run and hide

Lie to the world, hope they can’t
The nation falling apart, a failing economy
Nobody has any suggestions
When they look for someone to blame, everyone had run away

Submitted: Monday, May 08, 2006

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