By Damien Knight

Tears on the page
I cut the line
Tied your heart to mine
I feel it is sage
Yet inside I cry
I meant every plea
Asked you to marry me
It’s a hopeless lie
Tired, always other men
You have loved more than I
Breaking me I’d rather die
Than do this all again
I have to do as you
Admit it’s past and let go
So you can grow
My love remains true

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