Little by little you're losing me
You don't see that I'm disappearing?
Before your eyes...next thing you know I'll be gone before the sun rise
Fine brown chocolate thing
Your cinnamon apples
Part of your dream team...
Is fading into some precious memories
No future
No kids
No diamond ring
Flowers to fire
You watch my love turn to dust
Over some repetition of betrayal on behalf of lust
Not enough admiration
Truths comes in subliminal messages
Subjecting lies to the masses
That's blurring my vision
Unspoken words in the pit of my stomach
Begging to scream 'Your lost, go figure, I bet you don't have no remorse
The smoke is clearing
The dust is settling
And only i can see me
Me as the winner
I lost you but I be damned if I lose me.
About the Creator
Dellia B
Trying to find the words that describes me; unfortunately they not in the dictionary.
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