He's Chosen
He's chosen what side he's on,
I look at him and see satans spawn,
pure with evil all around him,
I see your light start to go dim,
he stares at you like a piece of meat,
I can feel it, I can feel the heat,
he's chosen his darker side,
but to him all he's saving is his pride,
he's likea vampire in the night,
getting ready for a bite,
he's chosen not to love you,
he borke your heart just as it became a
new, we know you care for this so called man,
but it's like he runs over your heart,
with a huge van, he's chosen a life
beyond our control, you ask me how I
know just trust me I know, but now it's your turn to choose,
it's your choice what will you do?
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