Founded on the Sand

Of all the things to do
Of all the things to happen
He had to say “we’re through”
Had to leave me cold and barren
The house we had been building
Turns out was founded on the sand
The rains have washed away our home
And left me alone in a foreign land
There’s nothing left of us
No sense in trying to mend the rift
He has cleansed his heart of me
Cut me loose, detached, adrift

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