The Blame

September 2, 2017

I wish I could just start over

just turn a few things around

Like this heart it wouldn't be so battered

torn left lying on the ground

This mind wouldn't be so corrupted

so twisted by those so deranged

Cause when life finally starts to matter

Your past brings you to blame

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