It’s a painful reminder of what I have lost
Or was it the betrayal?
I bet you’re sick with glee
And though I can’t bear to physically hurt
The darkness in me would rather see you drowning in dirt
But I guess I’ll leave it to God to do his work.
It’s a painful reminder of what I have lost
Or was it the betrayal?
I bet you’re sick with glee
And though I can’t bear to physically hurt
The darkness in me would rather see you drowning in dirt
But I guess I’ll leave it to God to do his work.
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