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Alone...
As daylight kisses the morning dew,
I lie in bed and think of you.
The things you said they made me smile,
While in my heart I cried a while.
Your lips so soft and eyes so deep,
The things we had we could not keep.
Like all in life it took me time,
To come to terms that you were not mine.
The evening breeze now filled the night,
As I tried to let go with all of my might.
Where you once were now empty space,
As mixed emotions danced across my face.
Than night I sat alone and cold,
Wishing for your tender hold,
A broken heart only hours old.
The stars came out a moon graced sky,
Again I ask the question why.
The ebb and flow of passers by,
Life and death the live to die.
The way we move to satisfied the need,
To grow a plant you must plant the seed.
Like hand to glove and foot to shoe,
That's how I felt about me and you.
But now as I lay and thought it thru,
I realized that you faked this too.
To serve your need is the game you played,
And now I'm glad that you had strayed.
By Michel-Kent Dobison
"And so the lion fell in love with the Lamb"
"What a stupid Lamb"
"What a sick, masochistic lion"
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