| Women have been my nemisis I wanted the right thig It just never worked out Woman thy vows are written in sand A mans worse curse is a freckless wife It's been a misery Yet, the lessom wasn't worth it I've learned that women can't be trusted Not yet have the fair breed have been more than glossemer Some vague calling A glimps of a great lie A hag An Albatros Some how visited on me for I'm not sure why I no longer believe that it is possible for me to hold that woman spirit A true female One that decieds not decieves That holds to herself That is not a liar |
Some great plain of vast land the search in the desert What is left of this shattered man Suplication in the growing wind His sun battered soul spining Waiting for the buzzards |
Lost love this letter is to you Torn away from the leafpad of my life Did you farewell in your deceptions Can you wake with a clear mind a joyous face Now that you are happy Do you look in the pool and fathom all your dreams |
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