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Fucking Mess..
There was nothing at all I could do..
And believe me I was trying so fucking hard to help you.
To save you.
From making a bad situation worst,
But you wouldnt listen..
You just wouldn't listen,
I was shouting and screeming
In the middle of the road,
Please just listen,
But every time that I spoke,
You just had to explode..
You were shouting and screeming
Twice as much back at me,
For the whole fucking street to see..
And all I was doing was trying to protect your children,
But failed Miserably.
But I tried my best,
To save them from the situation,
Of seeing their mum
Fucking possessed..
And although again
Its 'my fault'
I can hold my head up high,
I can look at myself in the mirror,
And know I really did try..
And although I failed,
There was nothing I could do,
To again save you from the devastation
You caused,
I really did try to help you.
And believe me I was trying so fucking hard to help you.
To save you.
From making a bad situation worst,
But you wouldnt listen..
You just wouldn't listen,
I was shouting and screeming
In the middle of the road,
Please just listen,
But every time that I spoke,
You just had to explode..
You were shouting and screeming
Twice as much back at me,
For the whole fucking street to see..
And all I was doing was trying to protect your children,
But failed Miserably.
But I tried my best,
To save them from the situation,
Of seeing their mum
Fucking possessed..
And although again
Its 'my fault'
I can hold my head up high,
I can look at myself in the mirror,
And know I really did try..
And although I failed,
There was nothing I could do,
To again save you from the devastation
You caused,
I really did try to help you.
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