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I granted you a pardon, love ~ I smashed open the lock ~ And threw away the key ~ I granted you freedom ~ To love me again ~ With one condition ~ To our unconditional love ~ That when lips parted ~ Only the truth would spill forth into my mouth ~ But you broke your probation, love ~ You speak of it with vengeance ~ But find it so difficult to tell ~ So I boarded up my heart again ~ I nailed it quite shut ~ And now I grant you nothing, love ~ Because now all that I can do ~ Is grant freedom to myself ~ Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
Pardon
I granted you a pardon, love ~ I smashed open the lock ~ And threw away the key ~ I granted you freedom ~ To love me again ~ With one condition ~ To our unconditional love ~ That when lips parted ~ Only the truth would spill forth into my mouth ~ But you broke your probation, love ~ You speak of it with vengeance ~ But find it so difficult to tell ~ So I boarded up my heart again ~ I nailed it quite shut ~ And now I grant you nothing, love ~ Because now all that I can do ~ Is grant freedom to myself ~ Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
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