I feel that is a lousy punishment for you to give me
The time is closing in with so much to be said
The words of your broken promise already floating in my head
I need a friend not a pal
Never lived to satisfy me
I just can't but have that feeling deep inside
That you've already expired me
Not a carton of milk that you can just throw out
Just the way you've been treating me makes me want to shout
Punch
Scream
Yell
Makes me want to believe that promises are never kept well
1 comment:
your.
words.
are.
beautiful.
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