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It’s not that I choose to destroy
That which only brings me joy,
Or tear asunder, with words or deeds
Those are things I avoid
Yet, always seem to feed
But he can’t possibly believe,
He cannot believe in me
Every fault is named, and all are mine
Though I would take them back, in time
Of course, those fates are never true
He can plainly see the signs
In all the damage I do
But he can’t possibly know,
He cannot know the more I show
I won’t allow the mind to fret
Over such sorrows, just yet
A pall over the bad and the good,
Enflame in fires I watch myself set
Only because I could
But he can’t possibly wait,
He cannot wait – it’s too late
If control was not so dearly bought,
Many a man, it would have sought
Before the damage irrevocably done,
That’s what this empty embrace has taught
Pain I bring, even if he’s the only one
But he can’t possibly harm,
More, than my well-intentioned arms
- by Sugah Boogah |
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- | Submitted on 04/11/2009 |
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- Title: Well-Intentioned Arms
- Artist: Sugah Boogah
- Description: No matter how much we try to avoid it, some of us are just very destructive in love...
- Date: 04/11/2009
- Tags: wellintentioned arms
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- scitama - 04/12/2009
- You have good control of the English Language. Very nice. It rhymed too, which I enjoyed razz
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