Sunday, December 18, 2011
Divorce
I'm terrified of the future
How our lives shape the past
Let's not break another suture
All I want is to last
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Premature becomes doubtfullness
Everyday a hassle
This red burden overtakes bliss
Cant bring back the bashful
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The world is lost, will I conform?
The failure makes me ill
Conscience lost, a struggling storm
Divorce is now a thrill
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Our lustfullness, it hurts the youth
Très chic, its seems to be
Our kids grow up without the truth
Your soul, left with debris
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I wont take my seat in wasteland
Empowered I become
Whatever it takes, make my stand
Through it all, not just some
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Rip the plug and fall to your knees
They wont last, they are weak
You become nothing but a tease
Loves lost, its hit its peak.
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