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Broken Promises

  Living is just a chore.
Another broken promise.
That's all you know how to do.

 Promises broken everyday
Not to much to look forward to.
Oh, so torn apart inside.

 Tears rolling down my face.
I wait on you hand and foot.
Give you everything you want.
I get nothing in return.

 My suggestions or affection, seem not to
matter to you. "Not right now" is all I get.

 You smell that fucking money.
That's all im worth to you.
You fill me with poison.

 Yet if i choose to leave.
The risk I take, knowing I'LL never see
my children again.

 Therefore I could not live without them.
I'd splatter my brains, upon the wall.
Written by Demonseyesofblood (Ravens Blood)
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