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Neglected

There is a pain his heart feels
That he can not express,
A war others will never know nor feel.

He seeks to find peace but it seems
Only death can give it.
Eyes away from him
His wounds go unattended.

Ears to other men
So he sings to the wind.

With your hearts closed,
He's words have no home.
Those that hear he's whispers of sorrow,
Understand not his words.

Those that see him,
See no hope for his health.
They see nothing but a belated soul forgotten in the land of the living,
Lost in the sands of time.

Those with open hearts offer him no room,
For it's reserved for others.
He can not call death, for every man that dials that number goes to hell
So we are told.....


Steph_ps_m
Written by Stephanos_PS_M
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