witness

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It’s a tragedy for those of us who stay the same When time tries to heal, but we stand against the winds of change Because you resist, you’ll make the same mistakes Those are the choices of us living not in love but hate
I’m not here to quote the bard Billy boy died years ago His fall broke the mirror I am just a shard Before you miss me from the start
I cannot sleep for saddness nor for ill thoughts I cannot sleep for grief in my heart and pain in my mind There is a sickness in my drumming on my skull NO NO NO played over again
The early morning of this day, I never imagined it would start this way, My phone rings the joy of a friend, My sleepy smile  slowly descends.   His silent cries were painful to hear,
Sitting in the dark Listening to them yell I watch from the stairs This is my hell Am I the reason? That they always fight What did I do? That causes this every night
I really need to be a witness of miracle, I need to see this world as a beautiful tired of this lame games around me I am telling myself that I am created for great things. I really need a hand to hold,
I wish I could say that I was a witness to the stars, but that is a lie. I would say I am a witness to the majesty of the great ocean, but that is also a lie.
There once was a world that was darkBut in one girl there was a small light.This girl was able to leave a mark
Because my heart has a song to sing of life, liberty, and grace.   Because I have a voice to be heard to spread the word of love and peace.   Because I have knowledge to share
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