i froze in shock
we didn't have to talk,
he opened his mouth
and started to shout.
no time to choose when the truth must die,
no time to lose or say goodbye.
gripping his backpack
he studdered away,
not a care in the world
he didn't want to come out and play.
if you see him standing on the edge of the action
you think hes only playing it cool
hes only looking for a little sweet satisfaction
im tired of being somebodys fool.
not a moment more my task is done
sealed the letter lies
and now, torwards the burning sun
i turn my tearful eyes
and cry until i die.
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the way of life ; poems
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