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by malina Dec 16, 2006 category : Life, society / meaning of life
I feel the pressure I see their pain The lost something They can't regain No matter how much they scream No matter how much they cry The sky wont light up The heavens wont give them one more try The sun is gone Left with only the cloudy sky I hate to hear their loud Painful cry I wish I could Bring back the dead I wish I would've done As they said They cry at my knees Waiting for me to lend a hand But I feel helpless I feel like sinking sand I don't know what to do I don't know what to say How do I calm them I can only pray I need to find medicine I need to find a cure I need to find something good Something pure The day will come when I'll be the one crying Then my tears will dry Cause I will be dying