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what they do
The tears like rivers roll down my face
The confusion in my heart feels like a wooden stake
A flower of hope falls away
How I wish I had hope that would stay
There is a knocking in my head
But I will not open the door
Yet I still haven't chosen
To ignore
The boiling blood in my veins
The way you have tightened my reigns
Soon my heart may be grounding
And everyone will be surrounding
A bed of thorns around my body
You will not remember me being haughty
A shiver up my spine
A cold wind blew
A crack in time
And now I knew
The sky went black
The time was now here
It is my time
To disappear
A child laughs
I can only cry
Because now I know
I have to say goodbye
Ashton Sinclair Kenney
