For quite a while
i was fond of her
i had parted my heart
when she played THE CAT
for no good why
she broke my heart
Got so pissed
i went to the bar
smoked some pipe
with two bottles of wine
i got so high
rushed to a lie
and almost died
Now, my eyes aloud
this couldnt be true
i tried a smile
of all her lies
this one got me bad
Though she is wild and mild
she could loose her mind
at any ungiven time
my unbroken heart!
so weary, I said with a sigh.
hey mike, what did the girl to you? : -) But you penned it nice... read my own. Regards Loreen!
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The heart of the problem is the problem of the heart. Thanks for sharing my friend.