Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Go

I have found a different muse
who'll do the things you would not do
and though I'm grieved it isn't you
it was you who did refuse

Don't look at me with tragic eyes
it wasn't I who caused the rift
withholding of your lovely gift
Instead you gave me lies

Now is the time for you to go
I care not for your sad lament
I grieve for all the time I spent
on a love that did not grow

Now you're gone and I am free
I'll find the joy you would not share
Another love will take me there
Oh, broken hearted me

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