When Gone Is The Glory

Heartache and pain
Of what could have been
And only you know the truth
Of what is within
When gone is the glory
When gone is the fun
Is gone the worth
Of what you’ve become?
Since you’ve left me
I’ve seen much more truth
Rose colored glasses
Are gone with your rue
So when i am alone
At the end of this story
How does it feel
When gone is the glory?

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