Marooned
This thing called love
That we all think we know
Its tearing a bitter hole
In which we wont show.
So many friendships
And relationships ruined
From this here dreaded word
Hence leaving our hearts marooned.
Tomorrow, Today, and Yesterday
Friendships will come
Relationships will end
Nothing is left to succumb.
So many friendships
And relationships ruined
From this here dreaded word
Hence leaving our hearts marooned.
Now we all sit
Broken and torn
Wishing that love
Had never been born.
So many friendships
And relationships ruined
From this here dreaded word
Hence leaving our hearts marooned.
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