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THIS HEART CAN'T GO ON

The tenth bottle of beer did the magic
It is all it took to pour out all that was bottled in him
Often quietness and strength are all he shows 
A smile, contentment and a problem free look
But the bottle freed it all
He was not drunk, he was just in pain
Pain he wished to let go, or himself gone

He lifted the bottle as if it was a little child,
Looked at it feeling a sense of regret and love,
Then to the bottle he unbottled the content of his aching heart asking,
Have you wished you were never born?
Have you wished to be gone before the next dawn?
Have you ever felt betrayed by life and love?
Have you ever asked your self if it is fair that you are alive?
Have you asked who you would betray if you were to die?
Of course you can't you are just a bottle of beer
You can't talk yet you comfort me so I will tell you

I am not strong enough to live in this world
As much as I want to
I am not brave enough to fight
As much as that is the only option left
I am not smart enough love
As much as all I feel deep inside is love
It hurts
And this heart can't go on

This hurt too can't go on
I want to close my eyes and be gone
I know you would not understand because when I am done with this conversation you will be gone
You and me will be one
And when you will be gone I will be facing the fight again
I will be facing love again
I will be facing life again
This heart can't go on

People say it is okay not bo be okey but it is not
I want to yell and cry but I can't because I am a man
I want to hold on to the blessings of God
But my two hands fail me
My family try to help me hold on
But for how long will they?
This heart can't go on

No one will understand why we have become so close
That when I am done with you I will be kissing your kin
Hoping this heart will stop loving; 
Stop wanting
Stop yearning 
Stop beating
This heart can't go on
This hurt can't go on
But deep inside I know I can't loose this battle

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