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Brady
I wrote this for my friend who I've been trying to convince to stop smoking. We're young, and I don't think he realizes the severity of the consequences of what he's doing that will come later. I care, and I've been trying to help him, but it's at the point now where I just don't know if he can be helped...
Don't you know the world is round
and things will come back to you?
Mistakes we make in early days
will come to eat right through you.
We live our lives by who we are,
and perfect we are not,
but still you do destructive things-
condemn yourself to rot.
Though your heart is sweet and good,
somehow you've lost your way,
and now I've found you blindly living
in your darkest day.
I reach my hand for you to take
to pull you to the light,
but you won't take it- you won't do
what you know is right.
But no, I will not walk away
and leave you in the dust,
'cause I can see that somewhere there's
a diamond in the rust.
