| | Soul jazz rock opera
family, kids, traveling,
love, charity,
Many times the ones we trust most are the ones who hurt us the most.
When trust is gone there is nothing left just a sad and painful mess.
That’s a lesson I learned so hard from all the god-forsaken things you have done.
I had your back; you had my soul and beat it till my blemished lips mouthed nothing but a loathing groan.
I never thought you destroy me so; you played with my emotions and snapped them like pencil
Not even to cry or give a care just took my mind damned it bare.
You try to turn it all around; put all the blame on me
By reminding me of what we use to be
You say “I had my reasons and I gave you chances” but you killed them all
So you sit there laughing your cursed laugh, as I slowly fall into the deep unknown.
I blame myself for this I guess… for I saw the green flame glowing in your glassy eyes
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