after settling down and you've gone to bed
brave conversations take place we'd avoid
because with you there our sentiments cloyed
around the idea of what you had said
accusations plagued us once we were wed
by false promises our union buoyed
by the seeming rose's thorn were we bled
and after all that effort i'm annoyed
can we do nothing to stem the new tears?
did our hard work mean nothing in the end?
everyone feels hopeless and empty
cancer has spread through us all through the years
did we build nothing on which to depend?
each must wonder did satan pre-empt me?
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