Recover me
Recover me, someone I just don't know.
Someone I lost long ago.
A boy lost in a world so cold.
Not a man to help him know or even teach them how to throw, sitting at home for someone just to come along.
No one comes, world so cold.
Bitterness sets in as days grow old.
Turning a boy's heart so cold.
As bitterness sets in, days grow old.
His sits trapped ,a bitter old soul that grew old from a world so cold.
Trapped in endless days of bitterness and hate.
Then found faith, a father I could never see.
Help me recover me.
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Joshua Wing
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