dawn seems bright when the night was so sad
with twisted thoughts bothering his head
one last hope fulffeling his dreams
whitout knowing who pulled his strings
nevermind if evil stains whithin
if they've tell the truth about him
no one never saw through his eyes
cause they didn't know he will never die
while society tried to subdue
it didn't know someone like him would never sucumb
through the wild system
he discovered that the truth can't be listening
his body caring everlasting scars
crossing the painful life stairs
and knowing that in the end of the tunnel
there's no light or hope
only a freight empty of sorrows train
M.D.G.
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