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It's an old story
I'm sorry to say
Why can't we ever learn from others mistakes?
No, we have to go all in, get down in the dirt, roll up in that sorrow and covered in hurt
The best I can hope for now
Is a clean break, just let me go
For heaven's sake
Haven't you done enough to me? You've had your fun and now you want my dignity.
Well I may have fallen hard
Into your open charming arms
But baby now I'm standing on my feet
You'll not fool me twice,and put your shame on me
Yea You've heard it before
Good love gone bad
The liar, the cheat,
who knocks you off your feet
The love that's blind, will fall everytime
But baby I'm through believing you I'm out the door
I just wish we'd finally be able to see before we're love sick and heart sore
Haven't you done enough to me? You've had your fun and now you want my dignity.
Well I may have fallen hard
Into your open charming arms
But baby now I'm standing on my feet
You'll not fool me twice,and put your shame on me
But we are different you say
I've never felt this way
You are the only one I'll ever need.
No one ever felt this way
I promise for the rest of my days
I will love you, oh ill love only you…
Haven't you done enough to me? You've had your fun and now you want my dignity.
Well I may have fallen hard
Into your open charming arms
But baby now I'm standing on my feet
You'll not fool me twice,and put your shame on me
Oh no there's no more shame on me
I hold on to my memories
Review things from my past
Sometimes they speak "release me"
Never meant to last
Life has a way of moving on
In the midst of changing days
I find myself just letting go
In the mending of my ways
There will be things that remain
They were truly meant to be
Embroidered in the fiber of being
Not meant to be set free
Release the pain you sense within
Those scars from love gone bad
Rejoice in what will bring you joy
And cast away things sad
Letting go of yesterday
Today you have no fear
Enjoying life from here and now
It all becomes quite clear
We all let go to find release
In all the things we do
It helps in finding inner peace
Embracing what rings true
My Stuff
Had some friends
Advise me to go
Said I been acting strange
Past week or so
First I declined
But then, I said alright
Signed into the group
For councelling night
This be my story
Of what I seen there
The faces of dismay
Eyes with blank stare
On every table
A box of tissues
For no real resolve
Of people's issues
Heads turned my way
As a man called on me
I had rehearsed already
What my words would be
From the chair I stood
Stated my name
Introducing myself
The reason I came
Voice solid
Straight to the point
I'm not into drugs
Nor hooked on a joint
It isn't the bottle
Or nicotine
But I am an addict
The worst you've seen
I had their attention
And so I sat down
Continued my speech
All intently bound
It's not depression
Getting to me
But I need my stuff
Or I'll go crazy
This isn't a story
Of a love gone bad
But if history you want
Now that I've had
When my hands get shaky
And break in a sweat
It not from gambling
Or placing a bet
I am an addict
No worse will you see
I need my Yeshua
I bet that sounds crazy
Ain't no cure
For what I got
Ain't no pill
Ain't no shot
So there it is
I was asked to leave
The condition I had
Nobody believed
Hey, that's cool
I'll find the door
For I neither the need
To look back any more
Cause there ain't no cure
For what I've got
Not a pill
Not a shot
I'm just an addict
The worst you've seen
Cause I need my Yeshua
If you know what I mean
Maria’s kiss lit a fuse,
That Thomas never knew he had.
Now the fuse runs fast,
Through the heart of a man gone mad.
Derrick’s death was bitter,
And Thomas’ heart ran sour.
His head was quickly spinning,
As he drove for half an hour.
He made it to the plains,
Where he planned to drop them both,
But his fire turned to frost,
When he heard the cars approach.
“Where you going, stranger,
In such a mighty rush?”
The lawman rudely squinted,
Suspecting beer or drugs.
Thomas drew his Luger —
The officer fell quick.
He hit the cold, hard ground,
As Thomas’ blood ran thick.
Thomas missed the other pigs,
Who saw the nasty crime.
They blew through the windowpane,
And Thomas passed the line.
Nobody deserves death,
But those who play with life.
No one should lose that light,
Until god’s given time.
Air is used for helping blow
Up balloons so they can grow
Into something beautiful
Pretty and so colorful
Like love should be when you find
The love always on your mind
Which is not the case for me
You just cause me misery
The air surrounding me is stale
Your love is an epic fail
That just breathes a lot of air
Of gloom, darkness and despair
There is nothing really pretty
Of marks that you leave on me
Symbols of a love gone bad
This is not the love we had
Colors no longer exist
Black and blue from your fist
That leave me wondering why
You would want to make me cry
Balloons blow up every day
But too much force will take away
Their beauty as they go pop
Like you did with my poor heart
Forcing way too much power
On it causing the horror
Of it blowing up from the
Anger and brutality
That you daily are displaying
And I am the one who's paying
As this air of meanness spreads
Messing with my heart and head
Plastic in the plastic bin
Aluminum in another
Food scrapes for compost
Paper bound tight
Glass goes where the glass goes
Am I saving the world
Does it make a difference
Am I doing alright
I cleaned out our bedroom
And found a picture of you
The one with that sly smile
Just a picture of you
I know we parted
I know it was right
But why do I know
I'll stare at your picture all night
Is there a way to recycle
A broken heart
Can you salvage
Each memory broken apart
Can I put in a bin
The first time we kissed
Can I tie and bind away
Every dream every hope every wish
Maybe some other lovers
Can find the treasure we had
Maybe they can reuse our love
And make each other glad
Is there a way to recycle
Love gone bad
Such a waste, hard to replace
When happiness turns sad
Recycling recycling
That's what the world needs
Don't throw love away
Reuse it it's okay
For a love that once was strong
If dusted and cleaned
Can shine in new hearts
That's the magic of recycling.