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Little Boy
Little boy, pick yourself up and go back home
Trying to seal your friends in your protective dome
Give up your stubborn ways; there is nothing you can do
From my lifetime of experiences I know this is true
Some people cannot be saved, no matter how hard we try
But we become attached, and this fact we want to deny
Life is truely a bitch with its torturous ways
No wonder so many of us are in this suicidal daze
We can only sit and watch as our loved ones fade
Although you may feel like you have been betrayed
It is not their choice, the mistake must be erased
And when they disappear it is indeed a tragic waste...
The little boy is me, this lesson I have learned
Time after time this situation has consistantly returned
I wish there was something I could do to fix their flaws
A conclusion I have reached; there is no way to save a lost cause
There is however, one course of action I am able to take
Believe you me, this shall be one of the few that is not a mistake
When all have departed there will be nothing left for me
In that case I shall reduced down to bloody debris...
