Unfinished
When I talk to you now its like grasping the wind,
You no longer have time or compassion within,
I made my mistakes its clear and I know,
I make my mistakes but my love I still show,
Iv tried to the point that it hurts but oh well,
Your the person you are it that hardened up shell,
I wish that you knew how hard this all is,
The pain that I feel for my family and kids,
My hopes in The Lord and thats all that I need,
Still itd be nice .......
Copyright © Javier Moncada | Year Posted 2014
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