Strange Yellow Patterns

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Sad

 

Hardly waiting 'til the bed was warm

You closed your eyes and said, "I'm feeling torn"

How could I be so unendingly forced into this course?

 

Sad, I feel sad for you, so sad

You'll be left alone and broken,

bleeding from the heart when he doesn't come home

 

Softly sighs my nightingale

Another broken promise tips the scale and it goes pale

He sings, shifting from side to side, can't make up his God given mind

No, why don't you just go?

She's waiting

 

Whoa honey, I am telling you

You'd better think about it