I hoped you were dead…..


Current mood:  angry

You live each day as you own it
Never stop to think
never pause to worry
that one day I may get brave
and reap justice

So today I find you living
with a sickly grin on your face
Living your perfect life
not crossing your mind
that one day i may just get brave

Now I feel guilty and vile
for wishing your life away
but it no more than you deserve
for taking part of  mine away

So today i find you still living
with a sickly grin on your face.

Keep smiling and pretending
that the world is at your feet
but I got you name and number
Buried with 70year old peat……………………………………

Dont worry I haven’t lost the plot, just needed to vent! BIG TIME!!!!!


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