Each other we were satisfying
But, were we really trying
Or just falsifying
Knowing our love was dying
Myself I was applying
To the rules I was complying
So, why is it so terrifying
To be in a love undying?
I needed a shopping cart
To carry my broken heart
It's been torn apart
By one I thought, was my sweetheart
I was awestruck
With my bad luck
My life sucked
I was a schmuck
She was a flirt
In her short skirt
I was not alert
Now, I'm the one that's hurt
8-12-18/RjH
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