Your Mistake, My Problem., by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

Having to deal with, what you commit,
Makes me upset and makes me pissed,
For I am taking the blame for what you have done,
This isn't the beginning, this isn't the first one,
That I took the blame for, how I was decieved,
How I was used, nothing I recieved,
From you as payment, for not saying your name,
Or snitching so it's called, and bringing you to shame,
Ruining your fame,
Slowing down you game,
Messing you up and bringing you pain,
But no, I kept my mouth shut,
Because of your mistake, I now have a problem, not just this
imprisonment, but the fact that now I cut.
Posted: 2009-03-18 01:45:56 UTC

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