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Mar 2013
scorned, pitied and shunned you were
roughly cast aside
falling into the deep set hallows
of your woeful doe eyed mind
you can only fool a fool
till the joke spins around
and pins itself on you
so give in to your wants
as your dreams will surely follow,
filling all that's hollow
in your broken wasteful sorrow
you'll wave goodbye tomorrow
all that's rotten to the core
bat away that choking swallow
to arms of solace here at last
taking hold of your very essence
tossing out that shady mask
in the gag you'll see it clearly
that the gigs not over
till you hear that lady
so fool away little foal
you've only yourself to blame
schooled yet no scholar
you've only yourself to maim
Written by
Tarryn
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