dont miss it untill its gone
When I stop loving you, I will never love you again,
All those nights and days amending fixating on you,
Couldn't ever see my efforts though they be true to others,
It is untrue to you, I sensed your guilt from the start captivating plan at work.
Wasn't your grade of man wasn't your Parisian your wishing flame.
The perfect man that none lay claim apart from vanity untamed.
I wish I knew all along though love be blind it entice the greatest fools.
For nights of company and purpose served I squander my time on broken earth.
Glistening in my inception im wide open to temptation and deception.
This little man of little offering opens his arms to more hypocrisy more twisted lies
And sanctimonious reactions unfleeting.
I'm made bad by a sentence served and a losers grief wishing to seek no more than the love of another and happiness.
I'm made hollow by countless lies I've swallowed and undertook misleading and managing my life she took.
I gave my best and mended my ways my endeavours never prevailed the compaints never sustained tormented and throw away countless times than sense could explain.
A deadly karma a life lesson of trust when you see the red flag just keep walking off
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