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The Vargo boy-intro-The first thing I remember...
Were the voices of the reporters.
Huddled outside the hospital doors.
'There he is! There he is!'
'Hello there son, could you answer some of our questions '
'It's Amadeaus! It's Amadeaus Vargo!'
'Tell us about your parents '
Then the voices of the reporters on the evening news
'Six year old Amadeaus Vargo will remain hospitalized
For the next few months as he recovers
From severe mental and physical damage.
Last night the Vargo's house was set on fire
By a large group of masked figures .
It is reported that one of the figure had entered the burning house.
Both bodies recovered autopsy's prove that both deaths were caused
By a single shot
Strait through the heart.
Amadeaus remains in a critical state.
Judges have ruled the custody of Amadeaus Vargo
Goes to his father's cousin
Miss Angie Maree ..
"Hello Gee-ony." Batston sneered.
What'cha doin' little Johnny?"
already donePush the knife in a little deeper.
Twist it again,
just to watch my face.
I pretend to feel no pain.
Why is it the only way I can see how far I can trust you,
Is to wait.. and see how long it takes you to betray me
To see how high you pull me
before throwing me back down to fall.
Lightning strikes through me.
A needle shoved through a straw doll.
I dream of ways
To make you see how I suffer.
I wish for the day,
you'll stop hurting me.
The pain strikes,
keeping me up at night.
What do you want from me?
This war is never going to end
..until one of us is gone.
once it's started...its never going to end.
And everyone knows
I could never be the one to win.
So if your pulling me along...
Waiting for an innocent chance to make your final move
Let me do the honors.
You can raise up your sword
load your gun
pull back your bow
And ill wait on my knees.
I'll lower my head so you wont have to look into my eyes.
So you wont have to see the soul you destro
lost over timeLonelier than the wind, a sky with no companion
Over pressured, over thinking
Sprits broke and flung, like useless hearts of stone
Terrible nights of sorrow, cold tears ripping at the stone
Of spirits once good souls
Vast damage, pain and confusion
Ever inflicted at these humans
Rarely understanding, listening or caring
Time can be so cruel to the feeble heart of man
Imagining a better time to be in
Malicious words exchanged without ever being spoken
Eternities of time and never ending life: Time will pay its price.
Lost over time
is what we will be.
she once said...The moon has a face and seeds are hearts.
The stars have a smile and god has a purpose.
Bravery is courage.
And courage needs bravery.
But it is never a fair deal.
Songs are music.
And music has a soul.
Hearts speak, hard to be told.
Blood is life.
And life means death.
But death promises new life.
Magic is false.
And miracles are real.
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