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Vows Made To Deaf Ears

Dont let the smile I wear fool you,
The fucking pain within is all too true,
Last few months of my life on cloud nine I flew,
Finally in my life im capable without that brew,
But the sacrifices and internal wars.... Lost it all right down to my crew,
I dont intentionally focus on the pain and hate to purposely stew,
I mean fuck me this is my life's strike two.....
Never imagined myself here, unemployed, pretty well fucked, and worst of all without my boo.
But here I stand waiting to start fresh and new,
Forgot what the lights at the top looked like from the bottom, such a gorgeous view.
It was years ago that we met but something about you I just knew,
Its been internally with my heart and soul that I grew,
Since day one you have given my world a brighter hew,
Why do i believe in us.... Honestly I have no fuckin clue,
But I have been knowing you now for a few,
Stuck to my heart and mind like glue,
After all the bullshit we both been through,
I say we put your parents in a pew,
I'll vow my forever to you with that "I do."
There and then, with your hand in mine, it's that happy ever after we'll pursue.

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