Wasted Years

It seems that I
shall never see
That special man
that was meant for me

The only ones I
seem to find
Are filled with hate
of the cruelest kind

They were used and
abused and treated bad
Well so was I by the
men I had

They built their wall
and play their game
In their minds
I'm to blame

These wasted years
all gone by
While my hearts grows cold
and my spirits die

Knowing that I
shall never feel
That special love
I doubt is real
Monday, September 10, 2007
Raya Mcmanus 23 November 2008
very nice, you're really good at writing these, awesome job, keep on writing.
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