She waits in vain
For him to understand
The value of her love
She knows in her heart
That he can’t be reclaimed
He is lost of his own will
And she has no power to change him
And yet she hopes
That her love may touch his heart
He knows her for a fool
It amuses him, her love
She is only a convenience
And he knows his power over her
Never does he stop to consider
What he is doing to her
She is only a convenience
To be there whenever it suits him
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