Love Merry go round

He's the one i'm supposed to hate
the one that drowned me in a lake
of my own tears, on my sorrow
the one that she had to borrow.
But get him back i will not,
and his life i will haunt.
But now I have come to find that he is still there in my mind,
in my heart, and in my soul,
although both are now black holes.
I try to shake him off at night,
but when the morning comes so bright,
i see him and my heart goes down,
I'm stuck on this love merry-go-round.





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