my lost little boy
My lost little boy cold and alone I couldn't know you I couldn't hold you
Nothing could ever repair the damage
Nothing could ever mend a heart so broken
My lost little boy now grown up and full of hate
Your insides fueled by rage and pain
You will forever be my lost little boy .
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