You yell, you scream, you swear, you push,
All that you promised you wouldnt,
so bright so happy so full of joy, you were in the begning,
now darkness.
My dream man, you are not.
the pain, the tears it was a lot,
to handle to carry to almost marry.
never will i make the mistaakes i did with tou, hen the sun rises so will the lies
thats when my love for you will die.
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