katie williams Biography

My hands forever stained
Bloods dripping from my fingertips
Words scarred within my mind
Trembling from my lips
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She look around her
Into a world filled with empty faces
Dark eyes, command allegiance
To these narrow spaces
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Trees surrounding the walls around me
Bricks building a barrier around my heart
If I do not love then I can't be broken
If I do not trust then I can't be torn apart
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She runs away from class
She cannot cry in there
To let the tears hit the desk
Her hands shake on the chair
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If life was meant to make sense i would understand
How the presidents could take our lifes and still raise there hands
When people expect glory when all they do is fail
And the presidents and leaders expect us all to hail
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