Ami
How do I teach one who has fallen
Im a liyer to my self
and to my calling
Never anyone who loves
The music is over
Being wrong all the time never changes
helping only to watch fall
Old and ugly
with no more storys to tell
I never got it right
god help me this will be the last night
Time is my end
sadnees my only friend
the taste of none
Burning as the gods smile
As I never will know my true son
I should have found her
Copyright © Jason Crump | Year Posted 2006
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