Somehow somewhere it all went wrong.
It all fell apart
And hit the dirt.
Who know's where when or how,
Why's that matter now?
Here I am, still alive and well.
Though a liitle broken , little damaged
I made it through Hell.
And now it's time to pick up the pieces.
It'll never be perfect now.
We screwed that somehow,
Made a gigantic mess.
So grab the glue and lets do our best.
(Written last year)
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PRETTY LIES AND SILENT CRIES
A promise is just a pretty lie,
a smile just a hidden frown
and when they say it's alright it's just the wrong turned upside down.
You'll never hear my silent cries
cuz promises are just pretty lies.
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