His everything/nothing

by tamana   Sep 23, 2007


I was his everything,
At lest he made me think I was
And one day he become
My everything, but he was no where to be fond
That was when he fond a job, and
Didn’t need me any more to pass his time
He fond a life (his job)
I last my life (to his job)

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