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Like balm on an open wound Peeled back and cleansed Washed and disinfected Wrapped and bandaged And allowed to heal at last From the battlefields of home forced towards fear and dark pathways through infinite years the youth condemned will know heartache's tears Nobody understood my pain or desire to not forgive and growing sane softer truth grew new love is found. Sacrificed dreams blood-stained scenes desire denied. My soul awakes Night shrinks Love is found Gas stations I hate the smell It brings back memories of a father Greasy, stained hands from work The memories are closer A faded face remains Something triggers a scar The love brings healing Bruised and wounded Without voice Something tests my heart I come alive To know and find The needed love. Crumpled soul Her screams silent Haunting words never heard Locked in lonely thoughts They wondered why She was so scared. The trials I knew That tests my mind His arms of love Did know my heart And love returned again How memories echo Souls hardened Turning love into power A mother still cannot love. Justice sits to move Probing the ugly scene The victm's knotted entrails Man's lack of remorse will be found We awake - nerves tingling For calm and peace tonight But seeing his changes Never safe from strife Patiently we wait You understand painful dreams about the world You know the insignificance of a child Your contemplations reflect fallen humankind |
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