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01-31-2007, 07:03 PM | #1 (permalink) |
The Professor
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: New York City
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It Can Silence The Loudest Explosion
It Can Silence The Loudest Explosion
I stand outside of your bedroom Listening to every word The once subtle argument turned into a fight rather quickly I heard every yell and every curse flood out of your mouth's I can't help but to think is this my fault?what have I done? All the tension can be felt from where I stand It can silence the loudest explosion with freight It's like clock work one parent storms out of the room and out of the house I watch the car back away and leave I begin to cry the tears that they should've saw The tears that would show them how much it hurts To wake up in the middle of the night listening to the comotion Often wondering if I was going to see them again The tears that I held back for way to long Should've shown that day One parent left in the house If I shed a tear would things be alright I wish the world would stop spinning so I can get off The argument of the century was long and drawn out All I want is a family, nothing more.......... I hear a car come up the drive-way It's the missing piece of this family Next time the tears will flow down my cheek So they'll see it not only hurts them it also hurts me I'm tired of playing this game of life Life can be so cruel but yet so intriguing But when it hit's soo close to home You wonder..... |
01-31-2007, 07:11 PM | #4 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
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you might want to consider like boxing or something to get out all your excess emotions. It's a bit too emo.
I agree it's cliche at parts, "I'm tired of playing this game of life." that is painful to read.
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