Where is, your pride
You're in love, with your yesterdays
You are relieving, your memories
And you, only remember
When things, were good
Not when, things were bad
And, you cried.
Oh why, do you, let him hurt you
He's no good, for you
Don't lower yourself, to his standards
Don't let yourself, be used.
When you were, together, in the later years
The laughter was short, unlike the tears
It came to the point, that romance, was deception
Time together, was a short, chilled reception.
As he used your body, like a woman, of the streets
He took your love, and then, he wade you weep.
And when the parting, finally came
His lies, were justly, to blame.
The feelings you felt, brought you shame
To him, it was, just bed games.
Don't lower yourself, to his level
You're worth, far more, than this.
He would, only revel
With the falseness, of his kiss.
You must open, your horizons
See things, as they can be
Don't live, in the past, go forward
You must, let him go
And, set yourself, free.
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