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The Wicked

On many days and different ways Friends are lost and feelings crossed By a hurtful bird with a careless word Truths are spoken and wounds reopened You cannot hide that you've lied Or enemies scorned nor hearts you've torn You stole what's mine but in time The wrong will be right and without fight I'll catch you bluffing to leave you with nothing Then we'll see who fell from the tree Too high to climb to commit a crime Don't look down, don't make a sound And you will hear the sound of fear Beating in your chest; against time your pressed Not far to go to reap what you sow Don't you dare shed a tear for my heart you seared I couldn't care less; your too late to confess Don't bother trying cause your soul is dying Stabbed by your guilt from the lies you built So others would think at them you wink But to others you show and so all now know What lies in your heart was Wicked from the start

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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