Tears, tears and tears
Why do you cry,
When she wouldn’t want you to.
Years, years and years
Years will go by
And yet, we will feel the same.
Why, why, why?
That’s a question
That so many have asked.
But the answer to it,
Do you have it?
Or you?
You, you… or you???
Gone, gone, gone
Bone weary we all are
For we continue to ask that same question
To ourselves, to everyone,
Why?
Or more to the point,
Why HER???
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