Wrath of the Dammed
I stand here waiting,I'm always waiting.
Hating you because time is gone.
Right or Wrong? It no longer matters.
I wait for someone....
Anyone like you.
Could you blame me if you knew?
The truth is a lie and so am I.
I wait to remember
Although I pray December will let me forget.
Why does god allow him to forget me?
Am I such a dammed sight to see?
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