justin mills Poems

if i die would you care
if i got sick would you care
if i wouldn't wake-up would you care
if things whent bad would you help
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i stand here and wach you cry
but i can't do anything about it
for the bars between us are cold and dry
i fear are hands my never touch
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the cuts begin 2 heal
but the pain never dies
it stays in this hand
and forces down this blade
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good times are bad
bad times are good
yet you never know
when they change
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i grow my hair long
so that it covers my eyes
and my new lifes site
is blinded from seeing
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your trying to forgit me
and errase all memories
of the one you once loved
but is it working
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run away
so far away
see if anyone cares
when the realise your gone
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un-know heart braker
why have you gone
and were did you go
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ther is no place 2 hide
ther is no where 2 run
yet you try 2 fight
why try when they win every time
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