I love you she whispered in my ears
Oh so many years ago
Then when love had died
We found it hard in letting go.
I hate the sight of you she screams and screams
But we still entwine our bodies each and every night
And when our child cries out in pain.
For him we become the perfect sane
Yet there's something still not right.
The child we thought would tie us both
Forever and a day
Love has lost it's lasting glow and we our the last to know
It is the child who has to pay
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
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