Vididness
With open eyes and an open heart
I submit my life into the melting pot
Forever waiting for the truth to be told
forever wondering what life may hold
not wanting to cry but it begin to poor
like a rain storm flooding the rivers moore
Happiness is miles away without recorse
and love is lost like a poor mans purse
so to you I say just run away and give up this life in any way
as i beg of you to kneel right down and hope to wear this mighty crwon
only to wish I could carry this burden as my legs are weak and my heart is burning
so ashamed to carry this crown as my face is torn up with a scowlest frown
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