Post by Master of the Shadows Reborn on Oct 18, 2005 20:04:35 GMT -5
The truth, it can be a blessing, it can be a curse. But when your told of it, you act as if it comes in a hearse. You don't believe it, you can't stand the pain. Give up, it's over, stop being so vain. I've told the truth, said what I needed to say. But still you question, like I'm keeping something at bay. I've had it, I'm done. I'd rather take and swallow, as I pull the trigger of a gun, than listen to this rabble of how I never cared, how I lie and cheat. Temper rising, I can feel the heat. Don't understand why this has to be such a battle. It's not like I'm standing by your cage and making it rattle. I know not to mess with the bull, but if you keep it up, your gonna get some horns. I've got enough on my plate, with deaths and blames. People telling me the end of their relationship is upon my shoulders. Then dropping accusations on me like a ton of boulders. This is crap, none of it's my fault, and you just iced the cake, with this trial trip of guilt. So as the raven once said to a man of crazed mind, and of dark poetic intrigue...
"Never more."
"Never more."
