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When there's nothing left
We hang on to memories,
We cry tears of regret,
We scream for the lost spirit.

A year has gone by so fats
With secret tears that streamed,
The hurt still seems to last
But Heaven is not blind to our pain.

A new beginning is in need
To put the sorrowness to sleep.
Today we seem to terribly bleed
In the loss of a perfect idol.

Sad smiles are showing
As arms reach for compfort,
Now the wind is slowly blowing
As the roses are placed on the stone.

Words of affection are carefully spoken
Of how he was touched by God
To help mend the hearts that are broken
Still this tragedy was the work of the Devil.

Rages of fury took over the air,
For a mother' heart cannot handle it all.
To put out her burn no one would dare
For that sight alone is terrifying.

I shut my eyes and close my ears
Trying to block out the scene.
I swing back and forth overflowed with fear,
Loosing consciousness of all that's real.

Thw worls is spinning around
There's no sign in slowing down
And Lying here on the ground
I realize how fragile the heart is.

This heartbreak helped wake feeling I kept forbidden
Destroyed the armor I built around my heart,
Oh! The secrets God has hidden
We will suffer greatly.

The grave yard is empty now,
It's only the spirits and I,
I scream and cry before the final bow,
And make my way back to reality.


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Who Are We If We Cannot Imagine Peace?


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