Monday, August 5, 2013

The Mother of the Sorrows


You may fall, once or twice
That is simply the way of life
Don’t you worry, you can still fight
You can change... I do believe
Don’t go back to her, listen to me
 
 Look at yourself
Look how you’re mistreated
How misunderstood
You always be mistaken
You’ll never be something good
Your chances are long gone…
All your efforts were just wrong…
It is pointless… There’s nothing left…
Of all hope now...You are bereft
You have fallen from the high
All you can do, is weep and cry
Something inside you, you feel it die
You were living such a lie…
 
When you are fainting…With a knife…
Stop and think… It’s your life…
Is it worth it?
No one is sure…
The flaws will be gone...
She assured


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