Who's To Blame
I desire not to see you shriveled up like a prune
Absent with no promise unable to conquer the moon
Just knowing it was my sin looking through your eyes
If blame is who I need to find, look in the mirror
He would be easier to find then you may ask him why
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2008
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