My dear,My God, I knew it
The frames never let you go
So Little Girl and Little Boy
Cannot have a different flow
Whenever you try to pretend
Smiling with the best intent
You drown in sour afterglow
You bare a load you cannot tow
My dear, My God, I knew it
The scars you proudly show
Are images of kids being coy
Just before they burst the ball
Where are you, you don't know
A proper path is hard to find
when you are deaf and blind
It is a thing to you I cannot show
Can you take it slow?
if no
just inhale and gulp another pill
search for a new murderous thrill
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