Hurrell
The taste of her lips haunts me
I knew from the beginning
It wouldn’t be easy
I knew there was an ending
And it would burn or sting
Without a sweet after taste
A bitter bruise for the Heart
She came to me broken
Used me
Smart to her trickery
Now I’m leaving her
To her own demise
I tried to help her
She rejected and fought
All my efforts
To show her
Just how Beautiful
I once saw her as
Left with only the ugly truth
She is not who I hoped she’d be
Still
She is broken
I’ve left her
As lost as she was
The day she stole me away
And now
On this day
The day she’s lost me
I’m turning my back
On her
And walking away
Never to look back
She has no self value
No self respect
And as such
I see no value
In her at all
I’m over it
I’m over her
-Fin-
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