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Tainted Juice
AM (Feburary 16,1992 / Maryland)

Tainted Juice

I've forgiven a betrayl
Yet it burdens my soul
She truly loves the presence of this devil
As I bestow my kindess of her
I walk solemnly back to my fool throne
I hear this devil
speak hurt
as my ears absorb
I must swallow the
sour pill
For he will get his own revenge
But for me to not be burden
by his actions of wrong
I must forgive to cess these
incessant tears
Having heart to forgive
means to let go of
Will i rise and sing melodies
OR acoustic abrasive guitars
plays my fate

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