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Nov 22, 2004 18:56

When she told me what you’re doing
I was furious
I was ready to strike
And still
I still
Have my fist tightened at my side

I wonder where your heart is
Your soul
Your sense of self
And still
I still
Can’t understand your hold on wealth

The more I think the angrier I get
I can’t calm down
I can’t let go
And still
I still
Feel I should tell you what you don’t know

Don’t you know they’re struggling there
She’s trying to live
She’s trying to work
And still
I still
Am preaching the same words you shirk

I feel the lack of compassion you have
You heartless fuck
You soulless being
And still
I still
Am angered by your slap and feel the sting

I let our issues go and die years ago
I don’t care
I don’t feel for you
And still
I still
Am infuriated by the things you refuse to do

I hope that you are happy in your new home
In your new life
In your new family
And still
I still
Forgive the things you never did for me

But I loathe the pain you continue to inflict
On her
On your first children
And still
I still
Can’t decide how to show you how hard it’s been.

So maybe I’ll send you the message you deserve
Tell you about the pain
Tell you it’s wrong
And still
I still
Can’t decide if it’s been too long
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