zondag 22 oktober 2017

The aftermath





she was one great woman
never said she'd leave
kept me satisfied in love
with so little I was pleased

now she's gone away
feelin' out of place
I never broke the peace
yet, she never left me

she decided to call it a day
used me as a puppet
with whom she would play
a toy thrown in to the shade

I'm stuck with my love
thought she wouldn't leave
my heart misses its beat
it won't bring her back to me

so I'm siiting here
with a wasted life
with a pain I can bear
it'll heal in time

packing my suitcase
haven't got much left
collecting all my things
don't think I'll be back


(c) JR.  Eightees

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