Longtime and all i have is this picture in a frame
captured you, but you`re wearing off
You`re still a pure gold lady and i am still a mule
Love to write but i`m searching for a muse
i always win ,always lose,
devotion`s not needed and beauty`s not required
and what we had was
just crippled love
poison your tears for
your song, your plan, your years
She wipes out thouroughly, leaves bits
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