Words like stones, they broke us down,
Left empty spaces in this town.
Where love once bloomed, now shadows creep,
The scars we hold, too deep to sleep.
We tried to build a world so bright,
But darkness stole away the light.
The hurt remains, a constant sting,
A broken song, we cannot sing.
A name, "Cody," a whispered, sad sound,
"Sorry," I say, on broken ground.
They say I'm wrong, too flawed t...