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I'M Sorry (Angel of Sadness)

“If u truly are here, then maybe I’ll regret this song” Mother received a gift horse She just never looked it in the eyes Nine months later she had more than she could lift of course If going through labor was written in a book Then some soul lies Straight from her vaginal insides I splattered my head With the grisles in my infant arms I gripped my throat Assumed to visualize myself after dead That day Diane realized God doesn’t give a god damn I’m stripping my soul of it’s beliefs To provide one final volume of what I have least to achieve Laugh like I just want some attention So unreliable am I the only person you forgot to mention? I expect nothing less than your undeniable attention Dorm room fantasies, Few episodes of *********** relaxes my ***** Storms doomed Atlantis see! A new leprosy, father have you seen us As you can see God just doesn’t give a god damn Vote or die, whom ever you spoke with is a lie John Kerry, George Bush, it’s all in good hopes I guess the worlds going to end anyways So you can do what you want For the most of many days Now it’s me swinging on you Loyalty is adored But is only affordable through truth Cry like a baby Before I’d ever lay to make like a lady This is not a war call Just a scene where stars fall someone give me a hug, maybe a tug Before I purposely fall off this cliff And become a hysterical myth Maybe I already am

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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