Ruthless
I'm planting my hopes in silent passion
A harsh winter salad I fear
with greenfly and spider
I'm waiting for perpetual rain
and to fathom the reasons why?
you left me furlong in the mud
blonde and ruthless ,
telling me something I didn't know
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