March 13, 2016

Scorn

Take fate right out of my soul
It seems I get very suspicious
If I don't feel you can show control
You never regret what you can't see -
Just because it doesn't happen
Doesn't mean you're not guilty

Take honor right out of my mind
It seems at your advantage
To make me one of your kind
You never regret giving forgiveness  -
Just because you don't show remorse
Doesn't mean you won't confess

Take truth right out of my breath
It seems you get very careless
When you're not worried about death
You never forget those you abandon -
Just because you didn't feel anything
Doesn't mean you won't come undone

Dedicated to “Donis_plays”
(c) Marc Noël 2016

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