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cartel Sep 2015
Stop going back to him my dear
He can't mend your bones
He won't treat you well my dear
He'll leave you all alone

Love isn't an excuse to get hurt my dear
Your mom was always right
Don't give him all you have my dear
You need to put up a fight

Don't let him yell at you my dear
It's not because your wrong
Does he really love you my dear?
Does he know your favourite song?

Stop going back to him
He can't mend your bones
He can't fix your heart
He'll leave you alone
You can't be fixed by the same person who broke you my dear

But you are not broken, my dear
Ito Sep 2015
Everybody is dying,
some faster than others,
alcoholics gambling with fate,
drinking every last drop of death,
while cancerous tributes weep every hour.

It's God's way...
of saying we are not in control.
Science says we know it all but a new disease,
can cause infertility,
can cause insanity,
even suffocation.

The millions we leave are spent,
our funeral is grand,
our memories are laughs,
our families content,
it all *ends.
Yes this is an indirect message to Donald Trump & it will not reach him regardless of how many people he has working for him, he is simply a pawn in the media/system for a better candidate.

— The End —