Turns out you were mine,
And everything was after all fine.
Money is time
Lack of money marked the end of time.
I'm so hurt,
Having been deposed as the king of your heart.
Away from the throne that was mine,
This whole time, the whole time you were mine.
I didn't realize it and it hurts.
Oh dear, my dear,
How did we end hither?
Why? Oh why did I dither?
How could I have let our relationship wither?
While I rested on my laurels, suddenly a change of weather.
What was sweet summer now bitter winter,
And our unity is now in splinter
I could blame it on fate,
But it was I who was late.
I should have spoken sooner,
Spoken up for you my Lina.
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NAVEL GAZING
الشعرNarrator is stuck in a world of regret and sorrow, get a glimpse of what swirl around in his head and his world view
