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Knowing the one you love dearest
Would be better off without your presence
Begs the question of actions took
As they bury themselves in booze and books.

Being the bastard I was born,
Collecting this head full of storms,
Laying the blame to a single soul
That isnt my own
Is leaving this place torn,
Torn and tattered

A vow to mend unlike the ones before,
This I promise and nothing else.

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from Endless Disgust, released October 14, 2012

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