A Lonely Crowded Place
a dead mother
a broken childhood
a drinking father
a touchy uncle
an empty bank account
another torn heart
a desperate need for help
no, these tears aren't for myself
they're for the moments when everything stops
and you open your eyes to what goes on
people dropping dead
malnutritioned children starved
teenagers with scars on their arms
tears pouring down like acid rain
a bitter taste of the world's disdain
no one helped, never came
who's there?
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As the world moves on,
everything will change.
Many things will go wrong,
and be very strange.
Many will die,
others will reside,
but
SPIRIT OF ATLANTIS
A spectral spirit whispers secrets from a far-forgotten time;
She speaks to us in movement, in pictures,
From Creation to Damnation
Oh what a world!
Perils, trials and tribulation;
Rapes in schools!
Teachers abusing students,
Teachers
A Lonely Crowded Place
a dead mother
a broken childhood
a drinking father
a touchy uncle
an empty bank account
another torn heart
a
Take a look around you
A hard, and truthful glance
At the world we have created
In our paths exist no balance
See the gallons
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