Deep,Deep,Deep In The Night
Deep,deep,deep in the night a man sit.In his own world of hallucinations!Traped in four corners he has no where to run to.As his erge grows stronger & the feel grows longer,& his thoughts just wonder.He sits&he waits for his high to float away.So he van steal & kill for a better high.So he can run around & destroy his mined.He just must be asking to die.The people in the community supply as the preachers& the church fokejust watch them die.But the only people bold enough to talk to him are forbiden.But who knows,It just may be that five year old.That will save tha young mans life.Since the elders aren't so bold,it's time for the kids&the teens to stand up,to reachout, to help the young people out of there state of mind.Let them know what's right,let them know someone cares for tem.But first we have to be brave & walk deep into the night& fight.
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