About My Mom
what will you do when there is no one
left to tell whats wrong or whats right?
what will you do when there is no one
left within your sight?
what will happen when no one
cares what you say?
how many faces
can you wear in one day?
misery and dismal scenes
make up what your about
the line was crossed
I shut you down
now your longevity
is in certain doubt
my tolerance for your shit
has about reached its end
the wounds left in your wake
can never mend
Ive lost all respect for you
gimme a break
(I am threw!)
Jimbo
10-02-05
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(if you know her you understand, if you don't be glad)
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