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Those children were safebefore she left.Now battered with scarslike shattered glass.They call for help,but no one answers.Like an echothat finally end..
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I don't always want to be here.
Trying to look beyond the shattered skies
is harder than they said it would be.
There's too many hands covering my..
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There's a door.I can see through the keyholethere is a field filled with sunlight,flowers growing, touching the blue sky.People are smiling and laughi..
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Annie, why dont you go make some freinds?
Annie, why dont you get a job?
Annie, why dont you find something worthy to do?
Annie, I think your bored..
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Something is blocking my thoughts,weighing me down like an anchor,while waves crash up against me.Trying to move against the wind.This journey is hard..
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rainingdrip....drop.....dripcalm feelings overwhelming emotions lost from days of hard work.You sit with the breath of the breeze brought with this fu..
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Floating on crystal reflectionsthat glide through waves of rushing waters.Sands sparkle with the shine of the sun.Wind oh so gentle,breathing inbreath..
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I am always looking at myself,in the mirror,in the reflection shown in the window,a picture saved in my mind.Also seeing something else,me somewhere e..
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Some pass through the long hallway of despair and greed,while those who stop and look beyond themselves,see the goodthe brightthe beautiful.These are ..
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I have been distracted,my head has been in this never ending ocean,waves crashing against the sides of my mind,loud and energetic.I need it to calm do..
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