Even with all I have got with myself
Sometimes life feels so miserable
After tasting love you are left with yourself
That is what you got for being so noble
What I thought that would last forever
That heart of yours I thought was made of gold
Left me and stabbed me like never
For that you thought was easier I have been sold
Will I ever find that special someone?
Judging from the past it seems impossible
I have always tried to enable
That perfect six months have gone long
A solitary men, waiting for nothing
The winds of change leaves me with nothing
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