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A Piece of My Mind
I have held my piece long enough.
Tired of the drama and stupid stuff!
Silence I thought was the path to peace;
Yet, you continue your discourse with no relief.
Since you fail to come to your senses,
It is my job to help mend fences.
My words will be brief, concise, and true.
Tired of the drama; and at this point, also of you!
If my words fail to bring a truce,
It will not deter me from the truth.
You got it all wrong: this is certain.
But, I'm the only one bearing this burden.
I will free myself from silence, which is called golden.
And, end this conflict which is boring.
Silence I thought was the path to peace;
Yet, you continue your discourse with no relief.
Wanted to get out of this, with grace in mind,
Now since you asked for it, a piece of my mind.
Tired of the drama and stupid stuff!
Silence I thought was the path to peace;
Yet, you continue your discourse with no relief.
Since you fail to come to your senses,
It is my job to help mend fences.
My words will be brief, concise, and true.
Tired of the drama; and at this point, also of you!
If my words fail to bring a truce,
It will not deter me from the truth.
You got it all wrong: this is certain.
But, I'm the only one bearing this burden.
I will free myself from silence, which is called golden.
And, end this conflict which is boring.
Silence I thought was the path to peace;
Yet, you continue your discourse with no relief.
Wanted to get out of this, with grace in mind,
Now since you asked for it, a piece of my mind.
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