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Apr 2016
I'll throw the switch
Watch you burn
I have an itch
It has taken it's turn

Moving pass all of this
Ain't it grand to see the sunshine
Feel the cool breeze in my hair
Wishing for another try

I can't find solace in your lies
There is no hope in your callous heart
Maybe I am the one with the evil bite
Striking you when you least expect it

In the end it's all said and gone
Nothing left but to count the days
No angel on my shoulder
Only the devil telling me strange things

Enter in the morbidity
It hard not to ****
Wishing I could see
See what in turn is God's will

Enter in the heartless
I see you as you're worth
A piece of garbage
A *******

Shocking ain't it!
Goodbye!
james arthur powell
Written by
james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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