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If You Had a Clue

 

You haven’t the slightest clue what sacrifice is

Cuz if you did you’d know it lies by you each night

It catered to you, hand and foot, knees to floor

Tears to toes, hopes to heaven

You do not know what sacrifice is

Cuz if you did you’d know this

This thing you don’t seem to respect as much as I do, this thing

That I lived for since its start, this thing

Would cause you to erase your minds blackboard and you’d live

You’d live to remember each moment we have yet to have

You don’t know what sacrifice is cuz if you did this poem wouldn’t exist

This hurt wouldn’t harvest under my God forsaken ribs

It wouldn’t coat this conscience with self pity

Im tired of playing a victim in loves crime scene

Tired of sacrificing for someone who just can’t seem to muster

The manliness to say he Loves me, and will sacrifice any…no, make that every-thing

To keep me in his life

to keep me, in his life.

You don’t know what sacrifice is cuz if you did

You would have given me forever

before never ever had the chance to take it.

 

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