Roam Alone



The weariness of wedded war.

The fussing, cussing, walking aways.

Trust busts in silent violence displays.

Every letter and action justification.

Killing feeling willing, fuck a relation.

Hide lies, despised by no respect.

We talk, turn around, mentally left.

Chasing a race that nobody will win.

Saying its ok then set to do it again.

Choosing to lose me loosely grip slip

Losing the good he, i misfigured shit

Peace, prosperity, good luck all alone.

Blessing be, wherever you call home.

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