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Shes upset
Bad day
Heads for the dresser drawer to
drive her pain away
Nothing good can come of this.
She opens it theres nothing there
is only left over tears
Mom and dad had no right she screams
as the anger runs down both of her cheeks.
Then she closed her eyes
and found relief in a knife
the blood flows [...]


Father, I’m going through some heavy things
It seems like this world ain’t getting any better
The more we try to get closer to You
The farther we run from Your throne
I’ve spent so many nights wonderin’ when will it end
When will the day come when happiness begins
I’m running the race but it seems too hard to win
I’m [...]