we feel their pain
and do all we can to keep 'em sane..
the anger and animosity is judged by all..
still,we pray they dont fall..
we've been there,underground
we wish they'd just be found..
the anguish and desire rushes to the surface..
blow it all away with a kiss..
we hope and bleed
and swore they sowed the seed..
what fruit will they reap?
we can see much more beneath..
they fall, we lead
they burn, we breathe
we have wisdom to feed...
they must accept the deed.
we watch them learn
and grow in turn..
still, we pray they dont fall..
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