Little King of Sorrows
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A Place To Rest My Soul
Life for me was hollow,
Color's were just a shade,
The days just ran together,
Dreams they slowly fade.
Every waking moment,
getting harder than the last,
Hopes about the future,
tarred and feathered by the past.
Smiles a force of habit,
As pure as man-made snow,
Real enough to see it,
But fake enough to know.
My actions like a zombie,
thoughtless instinct to the core, ...
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As other's sleep and other's wake,
I come here not to steal or take,
I come here not for same mistake,
I come for blame that I must take.
Some in peace and some in hell,
I came here not with junk to sell,
I came here not with lies to tell,
I come to help those who fell.
Chose to speak or turn away,