how did this happen
how did i lead..
she pled and screamed
while my tears stayed silent...
she pled
she pled
i refused to listion
hung up the phone
then got missin
def to her crys...
i fell short
to fulfilling her needs
why me?
why to her...
am i
this evil seed?
planted in her heart
to sprout out misery?
i didn't mean it....
lord i swear...
was i birthed?
a heartless prick? ....
tought to feed off sorrowness? ...
how is it.....
i am blind? ....
to something as clear as a detour sign.....
is it my mind? ...
why cant it a-just?
my heart wants this....
love and trust
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