when it all comes down

there might not be a god tonight
or i might be out of sight
i may be afflicted with the darkest of minds
for light seems to be gone

and she says to ignore the wait over head
she says it’s all in my mind like a tale i once read
by she can say her sweet nothings – she can curse my name
she may be my mother – but she can’t sooth the pain

hurt is the anser
forgiveness my romancer
but tonight that doesnt mean a thing
tonight every pain, every thought
is nothing but size 12 letters in a times new roman font


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