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THIRD ONE IN THE ROOM

Third one in the room Feb 7th

A habit that I can not drop,
but one I cherish so,
and when I really try to stop,
that inner, voice, want let me go.

For you see it is just a part of me,
and a melancholy one as well,
so I let it take a hold you see,
and to you about it, I must tell.

Ingrained in my body and soul,
from the one who loved me so.
My mind and heart she has a hold.
And will not let them go.

I loved her from the day we met,
with strong love through all her life.
Our life and love was so closely set,
through happy times and strife.

So in my sad times, and the good,
she still is first in line,
thoughts that are not understood,
except in wanderings of my mind.

So do not tell me what to do,
when we are sitting in a room,
saying there's more than just we two,
a third one is causing gloom.

My answer to you my dear,
my life may be accursed,
for the third one here is, I fear,
one who found and loved me first.

But love I have to go around,
she while being cancer cursed,
said there are others to be found,
to help fill your empty thirst.


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