Pictures behind closed eyes
I am frightened yet I strain to see
Scarred reminders of my past
Hidden deep within my memory
Who is here to listen
To the unspoken words I cry?
Who will hear my story?
I can't speak, but I will try
Will you help me forget the days
That long ago have passed?
Do I have to remember the first day
Before I forget the last?
It has been a long and narrow road
Led on by an unseen hand
And all the pain I've suffered through
Was caused by the sin of man
Pictures behind closed eyes
I'm frightened yet I strain to see
Scarred reminders of my past
Hidden deep within my memory
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