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This poem was inspired drom the school yard and Drugs. |
| Hardened through years of scorn- His heart from him was torn. The pain that was forged, scorched words of lies behind his eyes- And took him into stormy sky. His escape took him as high as clouds- His pain eased and his mind was set free, His past was found, Now homeward bound, Heartless was Thee. Caspian Marc Helm |