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Kasey Hill – Author & Poet

Sample from Dreams of a Broken Soul

Darkest Dream

I’m running far away
To escape this place
I look to the stars for the face
Who will save me and take me away
His hands brush away the tears
My body shudders with his touch
Within him I see so clear
His image slowly fades to black
He’s the one
That we dream of
The one who can save us all
I keep trying
To find the one man
Who will save us from the darkness
All one thousand
Kids mistreated
Who feel lonely
Need to be saved from this horrible Place
Flown Away
Steered away from
A suicide life
A suicide life
I’m running from the field of tears
And falling into a world of fears
I reach for his outstretched hand
I can’t reach him
I can’t touch him
I’m falling into
The darkest dream
Where all innocence is lost
Everything is lost
The lightning strikes
I hold his hand tight
Hanging from the Cliffside so high
My eyes are pleading with his
Save me
Help me
I keep trying
To find the one man
Who will save us from the darkness
All one thousand
Kids mistreated
Who feel lonely
Need to be saved from this horrible Place
Flown Away
Steered away from
A suicide life
A suicide life
I’m running from the field of tears
And falling into a world of fears
I reach for his outstretched hand
I can’t reach him
I can’t touch him
I’m falling into
The darkest dream
Where all innocence is lost
Everything is lost
Let me live
As I fall through the air
I can only remember
He was never there
They’re jumping one by one
Into a sea of fiery hell
He flies in
But he’s too late
His hopes have sank
There’s no one left to save
All their lives
They hoped and prayed
That he would come
On the darkest day
But now they’re gone
He is useless
No one gives a damn
They’re mean and cruel
I keep trying
To find the one man
Who will save us from
The darkness
All one thousand
Kids mistreated
Who feel lonely
Need to be saved from this
Horrible Place
Flown Away
Steered away from
A suicide life
A suicide life
I’m running from the field of tears
And falling into a world of fears
I reach for his outstretched hand
I can’t reach him
I can’t touch him
I’m falling into
The darkest dream
Where all innocence is lost
Everything is lost

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