born and raised
never the same twice this child tased with rolls of loaded dice a grown mind crazed never naughty nor nice his eyes glazed with a layer of thin ice Here's the boy Told not to question His mind to headway Into a cliche the sky it snowed and from it came hail til his eyes showed nothing at all Here's the boy Beat into attention His face wiped clean Of childish gleam a warm heart But cold skin save the lost boy Before he breaks again Here's the boy Starved into dissolusion And the thought Of love not taught Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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