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My Butterfly |
| As I wandered through those fenced in fields among those flowers, you're almost concealed I wrap my fingers carefully around you don't know I'm there, I didn't make a sound No matter how soft I am, I bruise your light wings not knowing the damage, a song I sing Caged in my grip, you .......... |
Pappy |
| Every night. I roll into my soft cushioned bed, and such a sight, I see right in front of my head. The light reflecting in, I start to think about the lights dim, and wonder if that's a sin, or if that could be him. Is it something from the past, that's hanging over me, that .......... |
Goodbye Friend |
| ....... short to memories now we must resort. for everyone he had a smile and he loved to sit and talk awhile. now in our hearts herschel still lives .......... |
Hope |
| A seed floating in the wind with no direction Slowly fading away, it has no protection Lands on the bank but sees no reflection A choice must be made, life's intersection Grow into a tree or fade into the past Soar like an eagle, this spring may be it's last A decision must be made before .......... |
At the End of an Old Country Road |
| ....... a weeping willow under it lies a man not of strength or power but of loss and pain. the loss of a child and wife and his own life slipping away in the .......... |
You |
| ....... shelter. i stayed and am trying to stay warm. i beg for mercy and cry for death. but i am still here and will build a house so you can come and .......... |
Young Girl |
| ....... like to complain. she's tried to take her life away, hoping to take away the pain. doesn't matter what she has to display, til she hears that pouring .......... |
Auschwitz |
| ....... adamant rock and the unrelenting cracks of whips. i smell the odor of death and decay flowing through the camp. i also smell a hint of .......... |
Blind |
| i was so blind why did i not recognize all the sadness drowning in her eyes? i was too busy to take some time and ask her what was on her .......... |
The Fake |
| ....... kind; i tell how it is ' no once upon a time, i'm masked by children and death is on my mind, god help me for i have sinned, a wolf can't blow .......... |
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