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At the thought of all those little children,running playing free.

I thought about you today.
About what you made me be.

I dreamed about you today.
About what would of happened if I stayed.

I wrote about you today.
About every silent lie that the pencil left on those papers.

I painted you today.
All my colors rushing together as my brush violently obscured the canvas.

I lied about you today.
Told everyone you were a good person, that you could not harm anyone.

I didn't see that bus to today.
Walked out with out a care.

I died in memory of you today.
With your screaming voice and beating hand.

If only there was love would it all be ok.

Did you cry for me today?