To say "I love you" and throw it around...
Fooled into thinking, that you finally found...
A queen you have crowned...
Kissing her steps, as you bowed to the ground...
To end up the jester, just being clowned...
You have damned my eyes...
With all these cries...
I try to forget, but my heart denies...
You hurt me so, with all your lies...
A damsel of deciete, and disguise...
I, the fool to believe, and so unwise...
..."My God!"...I won't cry, I try and try...
Forever have I fed on the sour and spoilage of hurt...
Longing just for that little taste...
Of actual love, the sweetest dessert...
Now, reluctant I am, to give my heart, and hold someone near...
Hurts real good friend has come...
And that's called fear...
Time was said to be, the medicine for healing I need...
Maybe?...But it's not guaranteed...
The relapse of pain...
Left out in the rain...
"Does anyone truly love anymore?"
Or am I just lame...
Just one more piece of cheese, to go with my whine, and I'll let it be...
Wouldn't it be great...
If hurt was spelled "L-O-V-E"...
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