Everyday at sunrise ive been waiting, wanting and feeling your presence.
Everyday i despise the truth within our essence.
You broke my heart and struck me down with your words.
In hope of finding another and leaving me to rot and scatter.
But i my friend dont think you were smart, cause luck embraced my cords.
And nope not even no other and what not, it wont matter.
That lad will not say i love you.
All that what we had shall stray you too.
I Will agree to your terms and try no more.
I Will forsee that it burns and call you a whore.















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