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I Still Believe

i put a yoke around my neck
and gave you the key
i tied shackles on my feet
and gave you the chain
i loaded a gun 
and taught you how to shoot


to my surprise you did shoot
took all the innocence i had 
and as if that wasn't bad
took my hope as well

all those thoughts of goodness were just in my head
the fake smiles that made  my day
you turned my world once blue to gray
and that's all i had, you took my faith


but i still believe
that something about you is true and deep
that beyond that ugly mask you care for something 
even if that something isn't me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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