Like fruit
upon tree branches
Like a caged bird
my songs are bitter sweet
Like the forgotten
my name is lost
Pages are destroyed from my book
the times have changed
The evils only taken new forms
Like waters
I flow
over dams. down streams
like my tears
flowing down my face
My body hurts
I've been beaten like Jesus
saying father. forgive them
Time has forgotten
but the nightmares still exist
last in line
and still pushed aside
Who knows my tears
cry with me
let us comfort each other
mending these wounds
time has forgot
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