Since they left this house is empty
never to be enough never to be plenty
im told I deserve it
worst man of the century
after all she’s the judge and she’s the jury
wish I could switch of the way I feel
but it won’t subside and it will not yield
i love them always and love them still
but it’s not for me to bend her will
should i stand up and continue the fight
or succumb to the everlasting light
would they all understand and all forgive
that without my family no reason to live
night after night the drink the drugs
replacing the feeling of kisses and hugs
for now let’s try one more day
maybe tomorrow feeling will go away
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Author:
chrisbeadle1977 (
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- Published: January 9th, 2018 17:08
- Category: Unclassified
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