drops of rain
the pavement teased by drops of rain
the endless stream of violence and pain
every attempt to escape is in vain
the boy could never get away
his aching feet are feeling so sore
his movements speed up just a bit more
a last sprint 'till he can't run anymore
he gives his last power then drops to the floor
white knuckles hit him merciless now
his world is turning he collapses to the ground
vicious pushes make his sight drown
a tear on his cheek finds its way down
white roses and blood decorate the place
where a woman cries in her husbands embrace
they are looking at a pale boyish face
who will be sleeping until the end of days
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