Wasted
Wasted rays from a sun cast in August
Wasted blessing if i am honest
Wasted thoughts delusions of grandeur
Wasted words on good moral manner
Wasted shelter found in my arms
Wasted love i meant you no harm
Wasted stitches this heart will not mend
It's always been broken why pretend
I wasted a lot
Almost wasted away
Your heart so jaded
I thought love would sway
David Maynard 2019
Copyright © David Maynard | Year Posted 2019
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