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i gave you a chance.
and you blew it like a bubble.
i let you in.
and it only got me in trouble.
and now were part, so far away.
and im finaly ok.
you let me down.
thats not alright.
you were suposed to be the one to tuck me in.
instead you ripped and thrashed at my skin.
i listened to the radio.
but all i heard was dont let go.
i wish you where a better man.
i can say it time and time again.
i have lots to say.
but your day is gone anyway.
i let you sleep on the floor.
and then you go and break my door.
oh witch by the way needs to get paid for.
remember when i got you that shirt.
"worlds best dad" it wore.
boy was it wrong.
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and now i know, you are lost.
oh, but look at what it cost.
"The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere."
-Michel de Montaigne
 hazelfrost · Mon Sep 22, 2008 @ 09:34pm · 0 Comments |
