For Losing Is The Ultimate Gain
For Losing shall I ever be Great
Losing long nights of pain
Before they found her
Quenching the thirst of my innocece
Saturating my pillow from sorrow
For Losing I am Confidence
You touched my heart
Below the skin
for which I Cannot Repay you
W.W.Y.D.T.
Why woud you do this?
for harming the cattle wil give you more milk?
Adolesence Scars show Deeply
I Loved You
Remeber that day
When we left the field
With that Shovel
And you said
I was you queen now
Where is my crown?
I was left dirty
To hide the evidence
Where is Your empathy?
When I left you that day
That would be my last time
Seeing you
I Hope you heal
Because Losing you
Will be my ultimate gain
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