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Old 05-15-2006, 09:11 PM   #1 (permalink)
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Remember when you burned the eggs and the toast was cold
How hard could it be to make simple fucking breakfast?
I threw the plate across the room
I wasn’t about to eat that shit
You charged and gripped me with so much strength
Shook me like you wanted to shake away the pain
That really wasn’t about some meaningless breakfast, was it?
You released me and advanced to the living room
Kicked back and awakened the dozing T.V.
I collapsed upon the divan myself
We simulated it as if nothing happened
Soon enough we were laughing away
Again we proceeded to lock down the torment of May
We won’t bring ourselves to face it
But that won’t hold down the same old dreams
Driving me to play out the errored past
I remember the joys of being a mommy
For the moment, thought it would ever last
But god had different plans for us
Never got the chance to hold his hands
Or be charmed by his graceful face
Can’t tell what his favorite game would be
How he would attempt to flee
When it was time to take a bath
Or time to clean up the mess he made
Yell at him if he would break my expansive vase
Never got the chance to hold him while he slept
Or teach him how to do the one-two step
You and me don’t know what I did wrong
The doctors say there was nothing I could do
My soon-to-be son was abducted from me by god
And now we live in misery
I see the way you look at me
See the accusation in the depths of your pupils
But we won’t sit down and discuss about it
This is what’s tearing us apart
My emotional state is off balance
I need someone or something to keep me sane
Can’t grasp the grand design of any damn thing
I’m tired of the fighting and I’m tired of lying to myself
That everything will work out
And I’m tired of laughing to avoid the sorrow that’s there
Aren’t you, John, tired too?
I hope that you’ll understand
When you hold that piece of paper in your hand
Maybe I’m the weaker one
Packed my bags and left you before dawn
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Old 05-15-2006, 09:13 PM   #2 (permalink)
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What kind of Bitc.h makes a seen like that because her eggs are burned!
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Old 05-15-2006, 09:14 PM   #3 (permalink)
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wasnt about the eggs playa
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