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On Busted Knees (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Your lust for yourself  Left me standing heartbroken  No words were left to say  So easily, so willingly  You turned your back and left  I fell down to the ground  I could no longer walk I had given you all I had left  The ground was so icy, hard It's a challenge to go on Not when you have no love  Falling on the slippery of passion My knees, fractured, damaged I will never walk the same  Not like the day we met  Strong, sure that you'd love me  But you don't and so I must heal  Eventually the birds will sing for me  Like they did that day we met  I will learn to walk again  For now, I cry on busted knees