Voice rings through the hall
They are at it again
He can never do right
She’ll never be her
Yet they continue to try
Voice rings through the hall
She’s at it again
Blaming a child for adult mistakes
He will never measure up
But he loves her harder anyway
Voice rings through the hall
He’s at it again
Cursing at his reflection
He’ll never be what he wants
Always fall short
However everyday he attempts it
Voice rings down the hall
They are at it again
Curled up together
Laughing and loving deeply
Making each other better
Till death do them part
Sacred Venus 
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