By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Will the love of a lover ever come again?
To send those butterflies flying in the wind
Filling my heart with so much joy
Only in the end to be played like a toy
Cupid’s arrow shot my way
But my heart has hardened and there it will stay
Broken pieces of love long lost
Why pick me to pay such a cost
So how do I continue the goodness of my heart?
When I know they’ll always play their part
Promiscuity is at its worse
Affection shot dead by selfish desires
Desolate landscapes of loves skeletons
Lost in an endless evil
All alone at night you cry
Wishing it all would pass you by