Wasted tears


I’m still under your spell
wasting my tears over you
wonders what bad can ever
I’ve done to get so much evil
back life has surely not been
good to me and never better
it gets yet a little love for love
is all what I ask for but no  I’ll
never be free as long I’m still
under your spell if this is love
what then is sorrows

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