Treasure Island

Dexsta Ray


Local Overview


I couldn't picture life without a heart
Living on the side of right
I didn't know a brighter part
Building up a higher guard
Wrong turns
His closest friend's in an urn
I'd hate to see his mother cry when her baby was burned
Wicked land
A stranded man of conviction
Exanimate youth
Unfortunately never listened
The good die young
Could someone tell me why this is?  
Chalk in the streets
Please come and see the new edition
Read all about it
Let's magnify the murdered youth
If you try to help others
They've probably never heard of you
But we've seen what words can do
Stay true and remember to pray
The only ones who own the future are preparing today
See a lot of people talk but have nothing to say
To make a changed first you have to keep the faith

Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012
Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014
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