Birght Blue Eyes

April 23, 2010
If I could form the perfect rhyme
To take back malice, turn back time
To bring you here, away, with me
To break from fate, to be so free

Then oh, we'd run, we'd run so far
Somewhere pure, no violence mar
No guns, no hurt, no stolen breath
No blood, no pain, no brutal death

Till morning we would laugh and play
Grinning peaceful night away
And then, dear world, I shall not weep
For all I wanted was to keep

This little boy with bright blue eyes
Who laughed until the day he died

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