The past flashes by, I begin to cry
The hurt flows, back into my mind
The picture brings, the real me
The help doesn't come, none received
Life's the same, No one cares
Who were you trying to protect
When you enslaved me in fear and guilt
My mother or my father, yourself or your son
I guess I will never know as along time has passed by
and the repressed memories are unclear and you have passed on
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-03 01:18:59
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