Release

by Matthew Guitor   Jan 19, 2008


And I come to the sad realization,
You were just my fascination,
A passing Obligation,
Created by love,
But not Loves Creation.

We are all playing a game,
And its all the same,
Many different names,
This is so wild,
And yet so Tame.

Look at us now,
Don't bother asking how,
We put on a great Show,
Stand up Proud,
Lets take a Bow.

Where were we when I was lost,
Have you figured out the cost,
Here is a calculator,
Figure it out,
And When you do,
Give me a shout.

I hold no grudge,
I hold no Pain,
I hold no Lies,
Just Wasted Tries,
I hold no blame,
I hold no shame,
I hold no hate...
But I also don't hold you.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Hollywood

    Aw like this one alot

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