Eldest

by Madison   Apr 30, 2008


Truly begotten of gods own heart
the son the reason for an ever doting smile
true lies hide behind hazel eyes
but to see the end is to blaspheme the words
trading places an ongoing dream
the hope for equality an unanswered prayer
beautiful friend to hear my thoughts
is something to never wish for
all along the price has been the same
salvation cheap, for those who have wealth
life's true pain masked by vengeance
sunset to sunrise a never ending nightmare

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