dreams of days long ago passed are flooding through the minds of children hurt too many times
sobs of feet hurt from running away from the pain the hurt
reinventing broken soles was never harder than in the town you live in
and friends cry in the arms of there enemies wishing they could fix the past
and tonight they walk down the empty street with nothing but there thoughts and there pain
close your eyes it'll be over soon
what have you gotten your self into
red knees skinned from falling too many times
blame it on anything
fallin too many times are the soles of those who try
A contest entry
- Dark Poetry! by BeautifullyBroken42.
300 points, ended May 6, 2008, 36 entries
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