He cries
With a black eye
Bloody nose
He cries
The salt from his tears
Sting upon his wounds
Bullies
Mean
Hateful
Piles of crap
They did this to him
The bullies thought it was a joke
Now he bleeds
Now he cries
At home
Safe from the torment
At home in the corner of his room
Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams to you From the bottom of my heart Dream in peace Beneath the stars Sweet dreams to you From my soul Slumber now Beneath th...
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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