You can't stop
The teardrops of today
No one could ever
Make me turn away
From what I believe in
I'll never give
Up all my dreams
I'll never open
My jar of sceams
For anyone
Freezing tempuratures
In my heart
Where's the button
For restart
In my life?
Guess there's not one
Look what I've been believing
All these past years
Nothing is ever relieving
This pain...
(Winter 2008, Age 11, Door County, Wisconsin)
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