Born in Souix Falls. Moved to Salt Lake City. Growing up was pretty rough, I'd say. When I was 3-9 years old, I was tortured. Scarred. For 6 grueling years. Poetry is my escape, my heroin...if you will.
-'Arbeit Macht Frei' is German for: 'Work Will Get You Free'-
I sit here in this dark corner
Watching the shadows move across the ceiling
...
Never again, do I want to be hurt
Never again, will I wear this shirt
Never again, will I speak to you
Never again, why yes it's true!
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Much of the time
He spends watching
Wondering why they act this way
He prays to God
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Have you seen the pain in her eyes?
Have ever heard her stop and cry?
Have you ever had a crazy dream?
Have you ever been down on your knees?
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Will you reach out your hand
When I begin to fall
Will you leave me there wondering:
Did you love me at all
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