Oh, what a burden to bear
The blood on my hands holds me there
Taking away the laughter...the pain
Oh how I search in vain.
Silently I cradle her, my little bundle of joy
Suddenly I drop her, broken just like a toy
Tears do not shatter my soul
For then there would a full hole
Screaming while naked, quickly I scramble
Into town I go, with a pace of amble
Maybe then I'll know the secret never told
Or maybe I'll always search, my mind willing to fold.
Oh what a burden to bear
The blood on my hands holds me there
Taking away the laughter...the pain.
Oh...Oh how I search in quiet vain.
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What's gone but a kind heart when the world stops forgiving and starts forgetting.
Evil does not exist when there is more than one point of view.
Evil does not exist when there is more than one point of view.