Sorrow fill my words, Throughout my writing it is heard
Silence me
My eyes burn with loniness and pain, From too many childish games
Extingush me
My heart is torn, suffer has made it's edges worn
Mend me
Soule of a man tarnish by lies, Each day a part of me dies
Revive me
A spirit crushed by circumstance, Waiting in vain for a second chance
Rebuild me
I can not cry or weep, The tears will not fall
Restore me, but first help me tear down these walls
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