Prayers

by claire   Aug 11, 2007


I took your hopes, i took your dreams,
i crushed them with my heart,
i prayed to God that they would die,
so you didn't fall apart.

The memories that you kept with you,
didn't seem to fade,
so i tried to trample over them,
again, again i prayed.

Your mind still kept a file,
of everything you saw,
i counted 'till i saw the anger,
one, two, three, four.

It all came flowing out of you,
from deep within your soul,
and all i ever thought was that,
prayers dug me a deeper hole.

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