Have suffered through.
For the tears and the lies
And the hopeful bright eyes
Once quenched in sanity.
For this I scream a scream.
I smile a smile for the love once lost
Now without cost.
Fill your face with light
And give naught to the night
Which haunted you so long.
For this I smile a smile.
I sigh a sigh for the reasons why
You lived a lie.
In blind rage I run
From gross injustice done
Now ended at long last.
For this I sigh a sigh.
I wrote you a rhyme to yield the truth
And use our youth.
Your burdens I bear
And will conceive no care
For these truths honor me.
For this I wrote a rhyme.










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