Love Without The Good Part
Evil Mary Alison always haunts my mind, but then.
Another girl so precious, brings me to a time
Happiness was still a promise, and true darkness
was not yet mine.
Before the broken heart, life torn apart, as shattered
pieces of yesterday were lying everywhere.
I sat so cold and alone, as heartache filled my soul;
Then I cried.
My mind playing over the way things might have been.
What could I have done to make love new again?
Was their anything?
Did she feel the same?
Then all hope was blown away.
When I heard them say.
She was his...
Life grew so dark, I lost my will to live.
And to this day, I find it hard to forgive.
This thing so cold.
She stole my heart, and left me in darkness with
no love inside my soul.
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