With tears running down my face,
I still know I have a measure of grace,
The world can be more then I can bare,
I can't stand,
that I am not there,
to see her smile,
to see her face,
Watching her tie her shoelace,
But instead
I wait,
Wait to be,
right when I think,
think I am free,
that hateful enemy,
comes to detsroy me,
He will lie, cheat, and steal,
To take from me,
what is real,
In the past ,
I wouldn't say No,
In my present,
I can feel the precieous flow,
I lost so…
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