Sprouting Wisdom
The words of wisdom I'm spitting at you from across the room weaken my soul.These endless days of infernal tribulation your lunacy brings.
I'm longing for relief, my mind and heart are broken.
Anger has no place in a peaceful soul.
Understanding this era of arguments destroys me.
I have been a better man in days gone by.
Remember when we complimented each other.
Just by entering a room, hand in hand.
The words of wisdom I'm spitting at you from across the room are meant to calm the beast.
You know the one that surfaces now when I come home.
I'm sorry no longer works, I love you falls to the floor.
I'm the same idiot you said till death do us part remember.
Drive this road with me for we are stronger together than apart.
Help this weakened person I am, find his loving heart.
Forgive this evil I brought in and try to listen to me once again......
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