WastedA Poem by LeGingersnap
A love that is lost is a love that never mattered
I will love You will love One day we will not love Then, it will not matter I struggle with this Am I a waste? Is this shaping me or wasting me? Simply I will always be wasted regardless Because we all know that love never lasts It is magical and unexplainable for a season One day the spring will end and will leave us bitter It leaves us wasted Wasted away on what everyone wants, but never gains Enjoy the spring It is all we have to live on. It's all we have to live on.
© 2012 LeGingersnapAuthor's Note
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