the propose got direct, heart got wreaked still it was fine, not done a crime still we spend time, together but never confess her something was still, and felt somethin missin broken heart feels prime, till she crippled my believe, lies got no rhyme dejected my trust, and i got to burst You wasn’t lust, that blown gust From heart crust, love got flushed No ur not the first, to rust my trust reminiscing years, and thing that went its my heart my dear, not a place to rent. Rust my trust!
