This is to all the sadness
All the madness, all the pain
I can't figure out who's to blame
I gues I'll never figure it out
No, Never figure it out
I'm left dead and confused
With blood shot eyes and abuse
Can't tell who's to blame
Cause my life is no fucking game!!!!!
This is to all the sadness
All the madness, all the pain
I can never figure out
why you play my life like a game
No, I will never figure it out
You leave me on the ground again
Scarred and broken my friend
I guess I was so wrong to ever trust you
And I guess it was all you!!!!
Yes, It was all you!!!!!
This is to all the sadness
all the madness, all the pain
And I guess that I will always lose
And never choose who is to blame
Cause it dosen't even matter
No, it dosen't even matter to you
A contest entry
- Asleep In The Arms Of Anger by Redrusty66.
500 points, ended May 6, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Nice work, powerful imagery. Great flow and meter. You provided ample room for personal interpretation and perspective. Nice use of wordplay and rhyme scheme too. Thanks for the read.

