HitA Poem by ZionSpill all your guts Trying to be superman They say he's never going to have nothing Can't hit the curve balls Coming straight toward him They beat him down He has nothing to go on No tred left on his shoes Tearing out his heart Left it back on the floor Kicking it every time they had a chance Kicking him while he's down Do you believe him now While he is laying in the floor without a pulse Do you believe him now Dead inside No one cares Bloodied hands from the ones Who had hurt him Can't seem to find the scars That bound his soul to his body Cant seem to get up now Leaving this world behind Were all dead inside © 2012 Zion |
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Added on March 17, 2012 Last Updated on March 17, 2012 AuthorZionARAboutI love writing lyrics, most are dark and some are not. I love animals, my friends are family, and I am not easily known. more..Writing
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