Gone Gone is my lover, blown away like autumn leaves. Gone is my soft warm cover who's chest in and out breaths. To see your face one more time, to hear your voice in my ears. I wish that I could call you mine for all my dark, dark years. But now I have a brand new #life and you are far behind. For now I am some other mans wife and he takes up my mind. My new husband I love dear, but it is you that I wish I was near.
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