Our Future Dream
Torn asunder from my lover,
By circumstances I understand.
While she’s living with another,
Who shows no love but demands.
That she stays with him forever,
As his trophy wife on display.
In the wings we steal our moments,
For we know shall come our day.
Slowly driving me to madness,
As I crave for her loving touch.
A future we’re planning together,
But our pasts not so much.
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