Tattered and Torn
Rose's are red
Feeling so blue
It's pretty sad
When those blame you.
Tattered and torn
Lives pulled apart
Believe the lies
Breaking our heart.
Feelings of pain
And being used
For doing what's right
We are accused.
Over the years
Although we've tried
No time for us
Many tears cried.
Life is too short
To live this way
We wont compete
No need to stay.
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