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It's been up and coming
During these almost
Three years, September third

Not up in the air
A castle to share
The security of married life
You don't want a wife

Yet, you want me
I hurt when you leave
It doesn't matter to you

It's being nasty you say
Because I vent my frustration
Stay there and I don't play
The game of consummation

Right now, I am gone
To my mind
That says to let you go

Seeing my specialty
In their eyes
Is the reality
That's no surprise

Because deep in me I know
There is kindness, goodness
A great ability to love

That turns to hate
As you walk out the door
Three years too late
To give me more

I only had sex with you
Last night to make you
Feel better

You refuse to do the same for me
I cannot shine
You want to be free
Then you're not mine

Special, a specialty
Specially, who's wife
Not to be yours

There is no more of us
We are not meant to be
Marriage is love and trust
The exclusiveness of two specially

You go on as you are
Without this friend or lover
You have her home not me too.

7/30/2007 1850 cj

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