A Simple Solution

George Sandler was a big boy. He was ten years...

I hear her voice call out my name and I sigh....

Written by Sorrow Is My Mask

Wednesday, 09 April 2008

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A Simple Solution

I think it's time

To leave this all behind

A simple solution, I could not find

The tangled memories, just won't unwind

With whatever hope remains

I give to you this sunny day

Use it well, don't put it to waste

Peel that regret off your face

You can't be like me, sorry to say

The mask consumes, I won't have you that way

Find a person who really cares about you

Find someone who isn't abused

Find someone who isn't broken down and confused

Don't worry about me I'll be fine

It's not your place to decide

What becomes of me

Just walk away and let it be

Just deny we ever happened

And I'll deny my face and its cracking

Last Updated ( Wednesday, 09 April 2008 )

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