Bobby Butterfield Poems

Im me
Im only me i can be
i am no misery
i am no mystery
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seconds turn to minuets
minuets turn to hours
hours turn to days
days turn to weeks
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i have no time for your filled hearts
your disease rips it apart

goodbye mr.cupid
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Pieces of a heart
always seem to fall apart

your emotions are traped
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where do i start?
where do i begin?
do i write this down?
or do ikeep it all in?
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you took me in
and protected me from sin
you said everything would be fine
but your words werent even in line
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Days before thy end comes
chaos will erupt
buildings to ashes
bones to dust
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I can feel the pain you contain
i can feel the sorrow run thruw our vain's
if you lf left me today
my soul would decay
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I look behind me
and see the trail of misery
the thread is on its last strand
my mind is on its last stand
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This is the end of evolution
this is the begin of a new revolution
god is not the solution
hes just an illusion
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