Set Free
I sit here lonely with my thoughts,
wishing I was dead not alive;
As I lay in bed with a broken heart,
watching the rivers flow from my eyes.
For the woman I loved so very much,
with every part of me;
Has found some body else to love,
and decided to set me free.
Copyright © Dwayne Bailey | Year Posted 2009
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