Walked

by Oliver Stevenson   Sep 28, 2004


All my life I have tried to help you,
But of course, my hearts untrue,
I’ve tried to stop the pain I cause,
But this time, I’m walking out the door.

I’m told I help so many friends,
But inside all I am is dead,
Because I cannot help you,
I am going now so you can be true.

I’m leaving your world, away from this place,
I’m hurting you with invisible mace,
This pain I cause will hurt you no more,
Here I go, walked out the door.

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