Painful afflictions

Chris Salyards

24 Jul, 2011 09:35 PM 
Wondering what the last thoughts were, 
as he stared down the barrel.
Did he think that he was so pure?

Dreams that call to me, what if there him?
coming to me to pay for my sins.
But where was he, he was not with them.

Abandoned by a man, the person we look to.
To teach and learn from, was i not important?
without a father, this childhood i grow through.
Tags: Unloved
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