Why are my pieces
Filled with my hate
My love
To know how to
Deal with life
Your pain
That’s all I
Could ask of you
Asks me
It seems all the
Same to her
And you
I’m never going
Back to hurt
Your cries
I’m taking the
High road to them
My lies
It may not seem
High to him
That hurts you
All my time
Is for pain
In life
And the sorrow
That it brings
My strife
I’m never going to
Ask you for anything
That seems right
Filled with my hate
My love
To know how to
Deal with life
Your pain
That’s all I
Could ask of you
Asks me
It seems all the
Same to her
And you
I’m never going
Back to hurt
Your cries
I’m taking the
High road to them
My lies
It may not seem
High to him
That hurts you
All my time
Is for pain
In life
And the sorrow
That it brings
My strife
I’m never going to
Ask you for anything
That seems right

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