I remember his last words to me,
She meant nothing to me,
Remember when I said we were meant to be,
Please agree,
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see.
Your were always a mystery,
Nothing was true that came from you,
When you pretend to give me love,
I don't deserve this.
You singing your affections,
Looking at your reflection,
Won’t cure my infections,
Under all my imperfections.
Your are always a mystery.
I didn't think twice or rationalize,
When you pretend t give me love,
I don't deserve it.
Your were always a mystery,
Nothing was true that came from you,
When you pretend to give me love,
I don't deserve this.
© Becky Baillargeon 2010
22.1.10
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