About A Certain Someone

Dec 29, 2004 09:53

Looking through the pictures
Of all the blacked-out eyes
I realize I've destroyed a man
And left him with only cries
I feel no pitty
Yet this feeling is hard to grasp
As if I want to help
But no I can't perhaps
Looking through the memories
Of good and bad, better and worse
I laugh to myself
"What a curse"
The others say I'm lucky
To keep a man around so long
I say it's misfortunate
With constant ups and downs
But love has always found me
And at times I slaughtered hope
But a young woman just wants
Freedom, So men must learn to cope
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