Tower of LondonA Poem by mercy party#10i quit drinking at 21 early did i have my fun and my love she was no longer mine in the last few days of 39. now i'm in the Tower of London locked up and wondering what i did and what i didn't, i'd do it all again many questions concerning the circumstances of your disappearance so i will go and there's nothing to contradict. and you will know what a secondary feeling is when the widow understands the things you did he was a good man the blood is on your hands you could of left but you insisted not a chance and you were right you're not going anywhere you'll be stuck to matching chairs things were good and you'll wanna think that they weren't but you'll remember when her toast is burnt and you will know what a secondary feeling is when the widow understands the things you did he was a good man the blood is on your hands you could of left but you insisted not a chance © 2017 mercy partyReviews
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