his arms are heavy, his body is weak
he mouths the words but he cannot speak
he tries to reach but is arm wont lift
now realizing how much life is a gift
lost in his thoughts drifting in his wake
drowning in the past with all his mistakes
Laying on a sidewalk of the city streets
lays a man both humble and weak
starving for bread not asking for much
apathetic glances make him feel out of touch
still holdin on to one last momento
his father left him now so sentimental
A young girl at home alone
sits cold and quietly by the phone
waiting for someone to show her love
she lifts her gaze to the skies above
she cries out into the end of the night
wondering if the next day will be alright
Compassion isn't really too much to give
but it seems to drain out of people like a sieve
but to the warriors who take it up
believe it or not you've done so much
a simple touch to one out of reach
can spread so far and eventually teach
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Pretty much mostly pics and poems, cuz this is where i vent
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