Hair is dark brown,eyes so bright. Shimmering light,dancing in the dew gazing at beauty,I wonder her need, In my heart,she has planted a seed.
I used to see her daily,we chat, we share, Come the day, reality hits with its glare. She belongs to another.
Gone is the passion,she strays in my kiss, Never will she know her happiness I miss. She works in pain,the agony I see, She hides the pain, but it is hid not from me...
Time it passes,the challenge of love insane, The time has passed she gives up,I am to blame. Her life is misery as well as mine, This the end,this the passing of the time...
Sunday, June 6, 2004
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