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They have lived in hell; they are not devils; now they want out.

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Love, Give Away

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They sit in a circle,
their hooves wagging,
gossiping, sipping hatred
Bimbos enjoying.

I called to say I misses you,
‘What did you wanna say?’
My heart sinks three feet low,
How have you been?
‘Unwell, just sick,’
I can’t know more…
She locks me out!

they just sit in a circle,
their eyes wagging,
gossiping, sipping hatred
Bimbos enjoying.

She wont let me in…
And I cant help ‘oh’ moments…
Then in fantasy I scream
‘I am suppose to be your best friend?’
She hurls luck at me.
Refers me to common sense,
censure it, leaves me with hope.

Ah, they still sit in a circle,
their limbs wagging,
gossiping, sipping hatred
Bimbos enjoying.

Now those limits shaken off the mist,
Scared affection
They were there anyway…
Now Sanctioned!

Hell! they will sit in a circle,
their tongues wagging,
gossiping, sipping hatred
Bimbos enjoying.

my soul bearer went with the wind

I gave you the sun

You said it was too hot

I withdrew and took it back

You froze and accused

I wanted to hear you speak

But you kept mum

I burned inside

Then I spoke,

You said, I was too loud

I kept mum, you complained

And protested,

And made noise,

And then accused

Then you went away

Leaving me in the cold

Shivering the loneliness away

I shouted, and screamed

My voice echoed past you

The stranger heard

The stranger came

We merried my sorrows to end

You turned your back and left.

squandered affection

 

This stranger I saw then met

Charm and warmth, my arms I let

Many sunny days stranger shared

Of wild friendship I not scared,

 

My friend I gave my heart

My friend made it hurt

To the jungle my friend flee

Sad and alone again I be

 

Stranger, from where did thou come

My heart,  my soul you did harm

For now my heart with a hole

I give God to make it whole

 

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