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coachchris
Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
Twelve years and counting
Not even a call
Brothers and sisters
Awaiting your fall
Your now in town
For the annual horse show
But you are no friend
And therefore must go
The pain still burns
My hatred is pure
The loss of a childhood
There is no cure
Mom's brought you back
A fight has pursued
Now I agree
Your time has come due
I cannot come home
Nor sleep in my room
With these demons in my head
I'd meet my doom
Not really my thoughts
Perhaps only of a friend
I cannot imagine
Simply pretend
Not even a call
Brothers and sisters
Awaiting your fall
Your now in town
For the annual horse show
But you are no friend
And therefore must go
The pain still burns
My hatred is pure
The loss of a childhood
There is no cure
Mom's brought you back
A fight has pursued
Now I agree
Your time has come due
I cannot come home
Nor sleep in my room
With these demons in my head
I'd meet my doom
Not really my thoughts
Perhaps only of a friend
I cannot imagine
Simply pretend
Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
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