Summer Love
I will change, you say
But do you know what that means?
Are you really a man?
Go ahead, hit her again.
Maybe she will stay.
Maybe she will forgive you.
No no, not this time!
I'm done! She finally says!
Is this for the best?
Scary thoughts fill up her mind,
What about my kids?
What about my bad habits?
Who will fill my needs?
I don't know what to do now,
I have an idea.
It is time four me to go,
Goodbye sweet babies.
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