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i cannot trust
i won't believe
it's hard to give
i can't receive
the lightest load
is hard to heave
this prison cell
i cannot leave
i can't escape
i can't endure
what tomorrow
has in store
crystal clear
the task at hand
though no one else
will understand
the future's hard
it's set in stone
everyone else
is monotone
one large cut
one more scare
I'm drifting fast
i'm traveling far
pain spins round and round my head
confusions hold
i cannot shed
everything is all a blur
my mom runs in
she sounds aslur
but i did not know
i couldn't see
how much my mother
cared for me
- by Boots in the rain |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/12/2008 |
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- Title: confusions hold
- Artist: Boots in the rain
- Description: this is a poem i wrote awhile back
- Date: 12/12/2008
- Tags: confusion emotional cutting
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