Not Real
I'm meant as her humility stone
where others see my fault
And all who come to wish me well
know I'm the one she's delt
Where all the pain I've known for her
is why I can't go on
As all the hate she's shown to me
has meant I'm left to con
When only she can say she loves;
for my heart has no end
That only she could say there's love
when I am meant to lend
And only hope she goes away
can quench my heart to leave
When only time will end my life
she's loved for both our fiev
For all the passion I was lost
when all she did was kill
To all the facts she never cared
who I felt she was real
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2020
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