Its sad to watch the boy fall apart,
he prayed to god,
only found his broken heart.
What he wanted,
swore was real,
sometimes we forget to feel.

the dark blood flows,
form all our eyes,
I thought it would hurt,
too much to cry.
We watched his mom
cut him down from the tree,
though we all gawk
I knew that was me
 
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