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May 2013
I can still remember when
Your eyes drank of my soul
I think about us now and then
Of before we lost control
We took it all for granted
Played life, like a ******* game
But the seeds of sorrow we planted
Would put me in touch with my shame
I wish that I had been strong enough
But I ****** away my pride
You did teach me I wasn't so tough
What you did left me empty inside
Never will say this wasn't my fault
But you will hold some of the blame
Something's in life don't need to be taught
Like toΒ Β honour the children you named
Yet, somehow I just lost my way
And let them pay the price
I think what I have left to say
We should never have thrown the dice
Henry Yarbrough
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Henry Yarbrough  texas
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