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[bodytext] => I am a new kind of man Can you not understand All that was can no longer be What once was enslaved now must be free Once there was a troubled boy He lived his life void of joy When he died no one cared No one saw that he was there Everything I attempt to say Is taken some different way So these words mean nothing You can not tell what I am thinking Once there was a little girl Her chore was to draw water from the well Never once did it cross her parents mind She fell in hit her head and now she's blind I am a new kind of man Can you not understand All that was can no longer be What once was enslaved now must be free Once there was a troubled boy He met a girl who loved the boy But she fell and lost her sight He fell and lost his life I am a new kind of man Can you not understand All that was can no longer be What once was enslaved now must be free Everything I attempt to say Is taken some different way So these words mean nothing You can not tell what I am thinking Once there was a troubled boy He lived his life void of joy When he died no one cared No one saw that he was there Once there was a little girl Her chore was to draw water from the well Never once did it cross her parents mind SHe fell in hit her head and now she's blind Once there was a troubled boy He met a girl who loved the boy But she fell and lost her sight He fell and lost his life [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 34 [informant] => poet_of_anger [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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