Showing sad poems for tag "one chance"

Alone

Taylor

Hearts are forsaking,
My heart's for the taking,
Even though my heart is breaking.

The rose that is crying,
Is already dying,
The Gardner cut, instead of buying.
And heart's will surrender,
Cuz no one's a mender,
Don't need your love, return to sender.

And good hearts will cry,
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