Fool
such a fool was I
you make me wish
that I could die
freaking feelings that lay to waste
as I recognize my poor heart's fate
loving you was never planned
as I sink further in the sand
I'm choking on my tears now
as you lay holding your sow
I'm not alive anymore
you left me for an ugly whore
screwing her behind my back
I wish I could take my love back
again and again I live this Hell
loving and dying
while its another's lust
they all smell
as my life fades to black
I'm alone again, stabbed in the back
run along now little boy
I'd be better off using a toy
I'm not alive anymore
you left me for an ugly whore
screwing her behind my back
I wish I could take my love back
Copyright © Evelyn Jones | Year Posted 2011
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