you can save your looks of contempt the fix has been locked in what i have committed is not a complete sin i found your name on my enemies list, its time to reform no time to let you walk, no time to really mourn i see the 30 of silver, and its what you adorn and i get mad so i wonder what ive done to deserve to be the one with the knife sticking out of my back im the only one who's in love with the one who hit from above i can feel the line go slack... the third of the month i see the way we couldn't be the third time that you've called me dumb i see what you've become you've lain with the other man you won't hold my hand but i know and accept my fate all i can do is wait and i get mad so i wonder what ive done to deserve to be the one with the knife deep in my back and i get mad im the only one in love with the one who cut my glove with the courage i lack i know im not perfect, but i know that i am right you should have been there sunday morning, no time for whoring, don't have no time.
Reason for writing:
musically: "my own prison" by creed
read the poem carefully and you'll understand what i am talking about
Birth sign: Aries
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