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Sadness breeds a heavy bow you just don’t think about it now,
It’s just a phase you’re going through,
Time is like the lightest wing, shed on murky waters stinging eyes they seem to camouflage the pain…
Could offer you a thousand rhymes to take a blow expose his charms as nothing more than rage disarmed…
And what of sages great and small the captive voice for one and all,
Heavy hearts that rise and fall,
I didn’t mean to hurt you bad, or sting your soul with fashion fads, or contemplate your face as sad...
And roses speak a thousand names, yours is hatred and disdain I love you more so anyway.
Silence seeps into your vein, and without reason you complain that fools and logic win the game,
True as any falsehood strives through honest people to survive, and people barely now alive
I only to meant to cause you well, I didn’t mean to break your bell, I only rang it when you fell,
The skullcap mentor reaps reward, of discount souls who can afford to love the love that loves the bored,
A thing you couldn’t understand, like murder fought through high commands, as tall as any man can stand
And I ain’t trying to control, your life ambitions or your goals, your wildest dreams will soon unfold,
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