70 to Life
A sentence can be without much thoughta phrase turned on it's head
such passion pleading pouring out
it's where you made your bed
now sleep you fool
while spinning earth
revolves around the sun
the damage spoke
from careless tongue
makes wasted words no fun
cruelty from the mouth
bruises ego sure
the pain of losing
once again
makes you so insecure
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