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Children Who Die Are Not Really Alone



Children who die are not really gone,

But go to a place that is something like home,

Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone,

Until we can join them when our lives are done.



Children who die are not really dead,

But just like good children tucked into bed,

Wait the long wait while we go ahead

Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed.

Children who die feel no pleasure or pain

In the place where they wait till they see us again,

And all of us dance in a world washed with rain

Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain



-Travis Gayheart

Tried to lay in the sunshine

to feel the warmth of the day

but your memory is still haunting me

it makes me feel cold inside











I sat beneath the willow trees

in the garden of eden

hoping you would show your face

but you never came











its a sad denial

of the passion and love

that is now lost

in the past











i wanted to forget you

forget you so bad











now i walk the empty streets

walk the streets in the rain

walk the streets hoping to see your face

but i cant help but stare down











i reached the place

used to be my home

left in ruins

all alone











lost in the darkness of it all

i sit a wait for you

beneath the willow trees

in the rain

i sit and wait











you never did show your face

you never did show











then i realized why

why you never came







the reason is

you were dead

just a lost remain











but i still happen to go to that place

and sit and wait

wait for you beneath the willows

waiting in the rain











but i will see you one day

i will see you in hell

for our sins are not forgiven

the sins of what we have done











i will die waiting

waiting beneath the willow trees

waiting for you

waiting in the rain

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Lordpeace
16:31 May 31 2009

very evocative of lost love and very sad with the taste of betrayal

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