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[aid] => Mick
[title] => She Took My Soul To Trial
[time] => 2002-11-24 05:40:00
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[bodytext] => “She Took My Soul To Trial” - by J. Samuelson 01/26/2001
She Took My Soul To Trial And hung it, without a true conviction Passing down her frigid judgment With only circumstantial evidence. A heart left scarred and battered Pumping only ice cold, streams of pain Now left in a central massacre Her total slaughter of my lost will. Her selfish, lack of contribution Her own fear, that left me bleed Her self inflicted, indecision Made her much to blind to see. If she had only opened her eyes Before she passed her sentence Could she have missed exhibit A Overlooking, the key of conscience? How did she become, both judge and jury? Who gave her that powerful authority? Why did she abuse the power of my love And choose to damn me for an eternity? She now has won, and I have lost Her decision final, no appeals I have to accept my consequence Of this cruel penalty, she has imposed. She may as well, forced execution My black grave chamber, left within Genocide, with useless pride She Took My Soul To Trial. This mandatory, sentence now Disguised, to hide her guilt She hides behind her masquerade She Took My Soul To Trial. If roles would just once, be reversed And I took her soul to trial I believe the fate, I would hand down Would be, guilty as charged, no parole. But I don’t have the self esteem She must, she reins in denial She now should be, confined to guilt She Took My Soul To Trial. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Joker17 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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