Lost Cause
Lost Cause
Once again I tread a familiar and tiresome strip of mobius
You are beautiful it is only natural that I seek to love you
There are a great many things about you to be desired
I believe that women are gods’ gift not only to men but to
the world itself
It pains me to the core that your path is one of more pain
and ultimately destruction
When we last spoke you said the words so sweet to my soul;
I love you
The truth is I wanted to believe despite all you ever showed
me was that you were a waste of money and time
We can and will never be anything other than people who
met and briefly walked a short path
Still I pray for your soul and salvation and I hope that you seek
to find yourself
Otherwise such a treasure as you could be are simply just
another lost cause
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