Why must he try to chide me,always?
He follows and he lingers,always
Why must he try to leave me,always?
He cowers and he whimpers,always
His call it is so cruel
So I must be a fool
Because I fall for it,always
I'm tired of this prison
But he won't give me a reason
Why must he tell me lies,always
His words they're his woe
I'm bitter and I'm bored
Why must he be so cold,always
I'm tired of false hope
But I won't stop to cope
Why must he be this way,always
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The diary I never kept
PoetryOngoing thoughts this book is a collection of my emotions and an autobiography of my life from the most memorable years of my life. Signed Pricilla rose amatory
