Never Ending

by Arty   Mar 26, 2005


His head goes down
as people look around
confused, not knowing what to do
living in lies denying what is true
bleeding scars with never ending pain
cloudy days with never ending rain
sound of rain drops with only nothing to gain
nothing to lose because everything is gone
nothing to win because the gun is on
his head

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