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I see life has taken me back, exploited my heart and broken its vow.

Shook from torment and a rise of fear, my heart now shattered I cry many a tear.

A promise once made and heard so sweetly,

Now a yearning of dismay and a soul hurt deeply.



Not knowing where to go or just how to return, making a crossover to what it once was.

I throw out yells and make many hear, I shatter glass with these words that I have here.

No! Your not it, your nothing right now; you see the ish we said the flatter ya heard.

All just words and things mentioned, nothing with real true dimension.



Sit and wonder how you let it happen, how you opened the door and let it all in.

Fool, you should of known this was not yours; to keep, to want, or even need.

Just go! Leave! Let it all fall back; you lost nothing you never even had.

A dream ya say, something to think of and try to change.



Wrong ya never change what ya destined for, it will happen over and over again.

Travel and find what you cannot see, feel the truth of anything ya think you need.

You see, I was the one who said all these things!

Heard the sounds of what I thought was real and even a blessing.



But now I know the truth, I feel the hurt; I’m not the one you needed the one ya thought.

I’m no one to this game, a bench warmer with nothing but pain as his guard.

Ruthless interventions of cries so blunt, saying sit down! Get out! You’re not the one!

A cold storm now enters this here life!

Bringing with it pain that’s cuts jagged like a rusty knife.



Nothing of bliss inspiration, no kiss for me to awaken to.

A nightmare of reality now bares its face

Taking my inner being where it will be nothing but a trace.

Rumors of reality? They don’t exist none, sit back relax ill explain it to ya.



I wandered yeah, I found true, but was it mine to keep and have? NO!

Ya see the streets are true, they rule this game;

Making heads twist and hearts come to shame.

I’ve never had, will never find, and don’t want no more,

So sleep I will and dreams ill choose.



For when you awaken, your still here, you’re just fine,

No one has played with your heart and screwed up ya mind!

The streets keep watching and seeing my story, the hole now deeper with no real glory.

Ill end this quick as I wish mine was done

I heard the shot, the blaze of fire and felt the one.

Now she’s gone, not mine at all, but its all good with me for from my heart to her ears

Reality will strike and make her kneel.