You can't fix what's gone

I'm gonna lose 

My mind, my temper

And my heart

 

I'm gonna lose

Her love, her touch 

And your eyes

 

I'm gonna lose 

My freedom, my courage 

And my dignity 

 

I've already lost 

My reputation, my charm

And my my patience 

 

I've already lost

Her trust, her gleam

And your lust

 

I've already lost 

My soul, my joy

And myself 

My rooster, he's the white one

Bee.Lover

VT

15 years old

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    Better than Before

    I've never been the lucky type

    That's just never been my plight

    But now I'm standing in the light

     

    I found a person good for me

    A sweet girl, kind and neat

    But yet she knows how to bring the heat

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