Until Her Heart Is Broken
A Lady of good roots,
Down to earth-head to boots,
Can’t say why I was chosen.
She has met her soul mate,
I have met a new date,
She swims in a Love Ocean.
I see her as a fling,
She sees me with a ring,
State of our bond unspoken.
She is ever faithful,
I am ever grateful,
For bliss, my heart won’t open.
She dreams of sweet ending,
My bell of guilt ringing,
Until her heart is broken.
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