Lost Love I miss You My Glasgow Girl

Love lost

 

I lost myself today

Or maybe yesterday.

I walk these streets of grey

Unable to stop and stay.

 

I look upon your face

And feel lost loves disgrace.

I wander why you smile

As I wander mile upon mile.

 

The dishonesty in my head

Lays me down on liars bed.

I want to slash and burn

As I see the filth and turn.

 

Death walks alongside, a shade.

A shade lost in life made.

Taken slowly as breath deserts

Beauty slips as shadow hurts.

 

She killed me once

With a few spoken words.

Flowing from her mouth

Like the barrel of a gun.

 

I miss her, I miss her,

There’s nothing to be done

She shot me with words

I had no place to run.

 

 

 

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All we are saying is give peace a chance 1980 ►

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