the thought of doing it strays away
when i know i get to see you another day
and though your not mine
this is not out of line
because you know my feelings
their all very clear
I've told you more than once
that i love you my dear
and if we weren't meant to be
though it seems to me
that we are so perfect for each other
there could be no other
and if you stay with him
i will not fight away these feelings
of and sin
that i would do anything for you
i will wait and i will gaze
at all your beauty throughout my days
and when he finally breaks you in two
i will be there for you to help you renew
and after all the drama and bliss
i will still long for your dry, cracked lip kiss
and after the beginning and before the end
and you want to mend
your bridge of pride to her
i will have one thing to say to you
that you already knew
She was yours,
Now she's mine,
You've burnt the bridge,
Thats your problem,
Not mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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